I see. We have the whole infinity split by our subjectivity, which we call reality, faking the objectivity and ignoring the duplicity of thought in its fluidity. We embrace the rigidity given by our inability to reach the full lucidity to resolve our disability. We keep our toxicity and deepen our passivity by blaming complexity and lack of flexibility. So we seek security for our inner stability, avoiding any activity that might reveal its futility. All of this we call sanity for the sake of our dignity. I see.