The man who passes us on the street doesn’t want to be separate or private any more than we do.  We greet each other with smiles, and heartfelt if tentative openness.  We speak of something that is real to us:  It is a thought or a perception that we imagine makes us different and separates us from The Others around us.  We are surprised and delighted to find that he has been thinking the same thing.

Perhaps it is our distrust for authority, or our belief in The Occult, or a conspiracy theory about who is really pulling the strings of government.  Perhaps we doubt that there really is any international terrorist threat.  We may whisper about suppressed science that can cure cancer, or evidence that elections in America are rigged.  Eventually, it is our idealism  that we share:  a utopian vision of life in a diverse community built on love and sharing. 

Miraculously, he has been thinking just the same thing.  We discover this and They no longer have any power over Us.