1. WITH CLARITY and quiet, I look upon the world and say: All that I see, hear, taste, smell, and touch are the creations of my mind. 2. The sun comes up and the sun goes down in my skull. Out of one of my temples the sun rises, and into the other the sun sets. 3. The stars shine in my brain; ideas, men, animals browse in my temporal head; songs and weeping fill the twisted shells of my ears and storm the air for a moment. 4. My brain blots out, and all, the heavens and the earth, vanish. 5. The mind shouts: "Only I exist! 6. "Deep in my subterranean cells my five senses labor; they weave and unweave space and time, joy and sorrow, matter and spirit. 7. "All swirl about me like a river, dancing and whirling; faces tumble like water, and chaos howls. 8. "But I, the Mind, continue to ascend patiently, manfully, sober in the vertigo. That I may not stumble and fall, I erect landmarks over this vertigo; I sling bridges, open roads, and build over the abyss. 9. "Struggling slowly, I move among the phenomena which I create, I distinguish between them for my convenience, I unite them with laws, I yoke them to my heavy practical needs. 10. "I impose order on disorder and give a face - my face - to chaos. –Nikos Kazantzakis, from "The Saviors of God"