Intertwined fates, lifes, karma. Impossible to identify something, if you look from close range.
It is necessary to move back from the anthill in order to see not just the fuss, but an ideal construction in general.
And in order to have any chance, at least, just for a moment, to see the entire architecture of the world, it is necessary to unite the mental abilities of all the chess players and speed up these abilities in the Geneva tunnel.
To realize then, that this picture of the world is without flaws, it is absolute and perfect.
To then, even having decreased to the microbe, squeaking in a second from a aspirin death, that everything was correct, it was just necessary that way.