Illusory Plague The hypnotic spell of self-ism the blinding trance of 'numero uno' a wall of clouding cataracts, unable to see past one's self-interests, a lifelong fog of blinding ignorance, believing projections to be real, a lifetime of fundamental error. A great fortress around the heart - little room for much, in or out, hemmed into a miniscule space, blocking the View of the Open Secret, an illusory plague that's thankfully curable. May 20, 2001 (3 of 3)