We are not talking of the perfect one; we are talking of the higher one, relatively higher. The higher person does exist. First of all, you must become that higher person, and then it is a case of holding hands to rise together, because that’s the shared love. What’s the common love? The love of height. Because I love the sky, the heights, and you too love the heights, I love you. You love me, and we love each other so that we may both rise high.
We all are struggling. To be born a human being is to be born into struggle. Hold hands with those who at least have the intention to emerge victorious in this struggle.