Like someone said, “Every generation thinks they invented sex.” And every other great nation might very well have felt the same way, at least the upper classes. But they eventually realized, as we are now, that our external circumstances are arbitrary and still there remains an inner void. Which is when we feel the darkness and the dread, without even our earthly needs and struggle for survival to distract us, we start to think about philosophy. New needs arise. With power over our mortality, we begin to think, and discover too late that thinking is the worst thing to do. I believe we will endure a great intellectual depression, like diving deep in the ocean without a headlamp. When all this time we’ve been in a small boat on the surface. And at first the deep dark ocean will terrify us, until we reach the ocean floor and turn on a light, that was within ourselves the whole time, to illuminate everything.