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Greatness is a transitory experience. It is never consistent. It depends in part upon the myth-making imagination of humankind. To experiences greatness I must have a feeling for the myth I am in. I must reflect what is projected upon me. And I must not fear. For fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.