People are so preoccupied with how they are perceived by others, about their collective appearence, and the rational concept they have of the goodness of the ideas inherent in that appearence, and that this goodness in some way must have a magical effect on the world based solely on the perception they have of this appearence, and that reality.
But none of them seem to acknowledge that they actually share the same inhumanity we have seen with the worst people, collective-isms, and ideologies human kind have so far suffered in its history.
People of this kind never seem to be able to have any authentic experience of a close relationship to the world. They never seem to appear outside of that imagination. They constantly fight dragons or befriend them in the form of ideas that are similar to mothers in a maternity relationship.
We think that we can control life with our imagination. With someones idea, ideology, or perception of reality.
But there is no relationship to being with the rhetorics of the opposites in rationality, or to life, or to earth.
Being is something we are in.