My life has been tragic and disastrous since birth.
I was never afraid of anything in the world except the dentist.
But what was a body? Dust, dung, urine, itches. It was the light within which was important, and it was not significant if that light endured after death, or if the soul was blinded eternally in the endless night of the suspired flesh.
Mankind adores its betrayers, and murders its saviors.
I am a Westerner of Westerners!
It is human nature to instinctively rebel at obscurity or ordinariness.