Our ideas are not our own, merely lent to us. They cannot be returned back to their rightful owners nor left outside in the street with a hand-drawn sign: I’m free!
There is only one way the ideas can go and that is down, into us, sinking through our flesh like lead weights until the acids of our bodies dissolve them and they become part of the solvent. You may not be able to build a house with such tools. Neither can you dismantle the houses of others, much as you would like to deal with the stinking squats on the minds of many. You can only use the tools you were given to make better tools.
Alexander James 