Meeting A Great Soul

Traditionally, the likelihood of running into a great soul was extremely rare. Where very undeveloped, robot-like, asleep, walking zombies deeply embedded in the ethos, in groups, wrapped in lies and cultural illusions promulgated during their age, encountered a great soul, the interaction was often tragic. The community often rises up against the great soul, murders him, burns him at the stake as a warlock, or exiles him on pain of death should he ever return. They just cannot tolerate so directly tangible, communicated intelligence, goodness, greatness, awareness and kindness. Under Mavellonialist values, where each child is reared to self-realize, each child has great potential for blossoming into a great soul. Where she actually meets a great soul, it would be no big deal, because by then the gulf between the average citizen and aliveness and vibrancy of a great soul has been immensely whittled down. Those ancient witch-haters and witch-killers of yesteryear were basically evil as we are today, but they were mostly ignorant fools committing or permitting murderous acts against the great to be carried out. Their actions were unfair, unjust and wicked, but I think mostly they needed forgiving for not knowing what they were really doing by ridding society of the best and brightest among them.