We are surrounded by people who bash our brains with sledge hammers. Every spark they see they extinguish. And why wouldn’t they? A small spark can burn down a whole village. Continuity and unity must be maintained.
But there may well come a time when we start to suffocate and gasp for air. This will be the time when the sparks must dance their dance and ignite the village. Many will try to extinguish the flames whilst others will rush to prostrate themselves in front of the hammers. Security comes from regularity not absence of pain. But a few, brave souls will fan the flames. But we have to know when the time is right. If we burn too soon we will be homeless.