The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings：
oh， I have those； they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun， and open
for him， showing him
the fire of my own heart， fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart？ Oh my brothers and sisters，
were you like me once， long ago，
before you were human？ Did you
permit yourselves
to open once， who would never
open again？ Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered