Most people live their lives in the darkness of ignorance.
A few walk as if by starlight, carefully.
But most grope around blindly in the dark.
When their hand finds someone in front of them,
they rejoice that they are no longer alone.
They follow the other happily,
not considering that they are both in the dark.
The blind leading the blind.
Those who can see a few steps ahead
are known by few, since they avoid colliding.
If they are sensed, they are not understood.
Why are they moving as if with purpose?
In the land of the blind,
the one-eyed is a freak.