Through history and inheritances you belong to a tiny and peripheral region of human experience, dizzyingly small, and while you cannot by effort or gift ever adjust for the distortions inherent in that relative to the whole, even in relation to the bounds of that given space you you have only gained a severely pruned understanding of its generative possibilities, of the used you could have put yourself to, and yet you retain a relation to the whole, both real and fictive, at every level. This more than anything belonging to autonomy or autopoesis, defines your peculiar spiritual being, a 'term' that is transcendental in relation to every possible system.