When I look at people around me, I see a lot of ghost people. They are not really here. They are on the other side. Especially old people. Although natural, it is also common for them not to have the connection. It’s broken. Participation, or a connection to each other in a psychic sense, that makes us vessels for what this is in each other, and our participation in it which creates a union that turns others into spontaneous psychic vehicles in the transaction that occurs between us and them is not a given. We are connected to how we portray this intervening influence on our life when we interact with each other. But for most people, that side does not seem to interact with our life. They do not seem to have entered this life yet as they appear to be somewhere else. Or just refer to it in a dismissive and literal way. Even though we mostly interact outside the confines of the body with each other all the time, and we move back and forth to our psychic life, there is more of a narcissistic exploitation of our relations to it, and of an excessive emphasis on how things should appear outside of it rather than what kind of implication it has on us than anything else. In this way, it’s pretty obvious how incredibly destructive this is to us. And what this relentless pressure creates on the delicate balance between our body and mind. As we grow up, there will always be a merging with our psyche, with that of others and its world. And it will get mixed up with our personal part of it, which at first make its experience incomprehensible, chaotic and fragmented, without any context in its own right. But in time it will assume its embodied relation to us and to the world. That is, what we always have to pay attention to, and negotiate with all the time. That side is not only a part of us, it is the part of us that is also the world from within. It is the place where each one of us, conduct our negotiations with it. Because no one else can do it for us.