In slow measured steps the Bear walked noddingly towards him and said: "You are right about the Self being co-extensive Mr. Jackal, you see, generally it seems that when people start meeting in groups, after a while, this group may develop a brain of its own, it starts behaving and reacting almost like a pack of animals, like them, the group may feel threatened and start preempting, which means that every member becomes defensive and reacts typically, that is, feels anxiety and pain, which develops into a pattern of fear, and all these factors, for example fear and tension then start seeping and shaping his life, this forging sir you must admit is almost paranormal; almost supernatural. And then the group Mr. Jackal might also start seeing the same vision, the same commonly shared units of symbols start showing up in their dreams, and if you pardon me, they appear no different then the visions of your saints. So I am now certain, that all these conditionings in some mysterious and insidious way go very deep, very very deep Mr. Jackal."

"How deep?" asked the Jackal “Like controlling the distinct styles seen in art and architecture!”
"Much Deeper than that Mr. Jackal. So deep does it go that our body and brain starts translating everything around according to this 'depth'“. The Jackal looked stirringly “'Depth' Mr. Bear!!!" "Yes Depth Mr. Jackal. Let me explain. As you know we know how language affects our emotions, and just like language this, this depth opens and affects our endocrine nervous system. So deep does this depth go sir, that it fills us, saturates us, knits and weaves us into various shapes. It does this by becoming our invisible skins connecting our body to our mind, and so" the Bear continued, "I have found Mr. Jackal, that what we hear and what we do, that is all our responses are from that moment onwards found to be in a state of scramble towards securing our being from all sort of imagined abuse, and in doing so it often over does and so ends up responding either violently or diplomatically, and all this Mr. Jackal, to some extent shapes our future."
“You mean getting a maximum grip on things.’
‘”I mean the depth Mr. Jackal.”

The Jackal was amused and hooked, he now wanted to know more about this strange idea that our Bear had worked out so well, and so full of curiosity he asked the Bear: "So, the real thing is, can one simply opt out and be free as a bird?"
"Yes" snapped the Bear pointing to his head, "This is exactly what intrigues me about this new brain; this phenomena has been central to all my thinking; that is to know whether this new brain will live a shared and meaningful life and at the same time end up doing the same things, that is taking recourse to the same calculative cunning maneuvers that always ends in some form of violence."
“Or” interrupted the Jackal, “ends in practicing the dubious art of diplomacy which only spews more resentments, and thus ends up pushing this manifest violence to some future state, in some future time, that is, in some convoluted manner helps only to perpetuate the very thing it sought to end in the first place.”
"Brilliant” exulted the Bear. "I always wonder, should it then escape into all this religious, spiritual, mystical and scientific nonsense, like the Big Bang, the Collective Unconscious, God, Satan, Magic, Soul, Reincarnation...you know all those things. One withdraws" Beamed the Bear.
Withdraws where?", asked the Jackal
"From these other Deliriums: So what do you think?”

There was no answer, rather one sensed the growth of total silence between the two, and it was not some sort of mute and dumb silence, but rather it seemed to have a voice, and its voice was not something static but to the contrary, it seemed to spread and penetrate all its neighbors by ingesting even the woods and the rocks with ears. So long and empty was this meditative silence that one could almost hear the crow cawing several miles away and if a cloud or the heaven above had a ‘whisper’, one could almost hear it.
The Jackal kept staring at the heavens, one felt almost as if he was trying to penetrate the very veil of the universe, to rend it asunder, to make it speak.
After a while he spoke.
"So have you found an answer Mr. Bear?" .
"No" replied the Bear. "I only know what it is and how it works".
"But isn’t knowing also freeing!" asked the Jackal
"Yes, But I am always driven to do something, to bring this knowing to them."
"Could it also be" said the Jackal, "that you have not touched the rock bottom yet," and then pointing to his heart said "In matters related to heart, and music there are ways and routes that remains invisible to your otherwise sharp eyes."
"Perhaps" said the Bear, "Love for ones fellow men, to gather and build a community of like minded individuals…one of these days I may perhaps hit the rock bottom and know where the spade turns."
"Then perhaps” exclaimed the Jackal slyly nudging the Bear ”Perhaps there is no Rock Bottom and thus one is finally released from this, this deep Delirium.
"are you trying to say, that I too am delirious? Mr. Jackal"
"In your deep sense, aren't we all Mr. Bear, Come now, lets go fishing.”