111 Some quasi-humans crawl through life as miners of the soul only because they have never stood up to see themselves against a fostering background ... or at least not long enough to feel the influences of the immediate world: people, objects, perspectives, smells, sounds, digestion, metabolism ... The mishap in the evolution of our species is that our background teaches us that there is something “inside” ... something “under the surface” — and so we burrow after it, neglecting our grip upon the surface in order to dig toward shiny little ideas . Perhaps one day we even pierce through one side of our dark mountain, stand up in the cloud of our own dust, blinded by the light of the sun — choking in the purity of the air. We are repulsed by its brilliant shallowness and thus further convinced that the superior, deeper reality lies within that dark tunnel and toward the “soul,” for we can see something shiny just a few paces ahead ... and our forehead ... it seems to gl...