a 'work' site; infection with _the_ teaching urge; could be, by graceful texts of P.D. Ouspensky; it happens when people _are_ but also when they are _not_ e.g. bloggers, writers, teachers etc., i.e. & so on down the scale. Symptoms stronger if such had the privilege of enjoying erudition of Gurdjieff, or had their understanding nourished by Nicoll's Commentaries' unmistakable feel. Maybe during childhood. Maybe some are to experience the symptom, _yet_... time is relative.
Suddenly, after hanging in a library and reading what people have to say on death and Bible and Living God and so on, a resolution has awakened within me.
I no longer totter through the day. I remember the purpose now.
(This must have to do with religion. There were once means to bring people to more resolute state. Something of such order and concentration which ordinary daily living couldn't provide.)
Before, I desired to know. Now, my desire is more to be.