It seems that there are two extremes: the extreme self-confident individual who is easily angry and shouts at people, who thinks he knows exactly what he wants and has every similarity with a tank when he moves towards it, who doesn't want to get anything in his way because he is so fond of knowing a way. Or the tame, kind, following person, who is uncertain what he is doing here and needs constant confirmation from others, who hopes to discover a way by letting himself taken by every wind like a weightless down feather. Once this is discovered, and "verarbeitet" (give the shrinks a job too), then there might be some Hegelian way to transcend thesis and antithesis into a superb saintlike kind of being with the voice of the universe.
