A spider conducts operations that resemble those of a weaver, and a bee puts to shame many an architect in the construction of her cells. But what distinguishes the worst architect from the best of bees is this, that the architect raises his structure in imagination before he erects it in reality. At the end of every labour-process, we get a result that already existed in the imagination of the labourer at its commencement.
— Karl Marx (Capital, Vol. I, Chap. 7, Pt. 1)
We are free. We can become spiders to ‘spin dirt and poison’ out of our entrails; we can become bees to act in instinctive routine, as they have done over all the times gone, for own benefits, and for others to rob, or steal, but all in a set routine; or we can become artists in order to shape our destiny with creative vision to do good for ourselves, and to do good to all others without whom we cannot exist, without whom the world would witness collective suicide by men, beasts, birds, and all the rest. We are free. We are free to ascend the dharmaratha for actions; we are free to calculate the gains and losses till we exist here, there, somewhere on the planet. We are free to become non-thinking clod, or activists with Krishna as the guide. We are free to make Krishna as our guide, or the Devil as our mentor. We are free. It is unique to be a man capable of catching opportunities by their forelock, or to merely run for profits on the marts in which vices and virtues are on sale, vices at premium, virtues at discount. We are free to hear our conscience; we are free to hear, and follow Mephistopheles. Think, dear friends: for all that happens to us, to our culture, to our planet, we are ourselves responsible. We must not forget the profoundest of all statements: we are ourselves our foes, we are ourselves our foes.