Continuing on from where I left off.

Someone once said that man lives only to eat, sleep and reproduce. Wrap that fact in other anthropologistic facts: that above all man desires survival and success of his own species, that man cares for his fellow man, that man needs rituals of birth and death, that man necessarily loves nature as it is his natural habitat. I think you've got the human being spot on.

But how about this: start from this premise instead: that man lives only for the deep ideas.

I think you've got man spot on too.

So which is true? Well, you've only got to examine yourself here. There are many types of men but in a simplistic variation there are perhaps two types only. One who identifies with the first type: anthropologistic man. The second who identifies with the man who often feels trapped in his human body. Whose body and his thought are separated, never to be joined amicably in his life on earth. Whose thoughts are miles away. Whose mind is at the edge of the universe.

It seems there are necessarily two species of men, even though they're genetically undefinable. The first type has no soul. He is his body. When his body dies, so does his being.

The second type is a soul. He has a body, but that is besides the point. He, in this vein, looks exactly like the first type of man that even he thinks they are the same species. But he is so different. Even he is puzzled to how different he is sometimes.