With horizons closing in on us
we will return to village living –
the siren song of solitude will cast its spell from there.
The inner exile may repulse at first
but offers comfort and conceit to those of introvert persuasion.
And, in the end, a virtual world, a world without the Other, will let you be the centre of your self-created universe,
a firmament beholden just to you.
Yet, an accomplished life is surely one where solipsism does not rule,
in which you feel that you are truly just an island in the stream,
in which you understand, with heart and mind, that the bell that tolls does so not just for you!