Was not the arbitrary distinction between illusion and reality the ultimate illusion itself? - Norman Spinrad

Here, in the company of the mindless trees, the free-flying birds, the bugs and frogs that passed from stimulus directly to response without the interval of consciousness between, did I hope to lose myself in the living mandala of evolution’s less self-tortured forms.

What moral obligation do you have to those who willfully refuse to open their eyes and deem you mad for seeing?

The appreciation of the connoisseur is the highest pleasure of the artiste.