Wandering Lost, Homeless, Alone, Fearful…
“Without the world he made [he thinks he is] an outcast; homeless and afraid. He does not realize that it is here he is afraid indeed, and homeless, too; an outcast wandering so far from home, so long away, he does not realize he has forgotten where he came from, where he goes, and even who he really is [on top of being homeless, he is mentally ill—he has amnesia].... ....He wanders on, aware of the futility he sees about him everywhere, perceiving how his little lot but dwindles, as he goes ahead to nowhere. Still he wanders on in misery and poverty, alone though God is with him, and a treasure his so great that everything the world contains is valueless before its magnitude.”
“Everyone is looking for himself and for the power and glory he thinks he has lost.”
“The world you see...has disappointed you since time began. The homes you built have never sheltered you. The roads you made have led you nowhere, and no city that you built has withstood the crumbling assault of time.”