Perhaps men of genius are the only true men. In all the history of the race there have been only a few thousand real men. And the rest of us–what are we? Teachable animals. Without the help of the real man, we should have found out almost nothing at all. Almost all the ideas with which we are familiar could never have occurred to minds like ours. Plant the seeds there and they will grow; but our minds could never spontaneously have generated them.

When you read Aldous Huxley’s text, you have the opportunity to comprehend the notion which creates the difference, that makes a difference through the task.
But the problem which should concern all of us is this:
If we find ourselves next to them, will we understand?
If we meet them, will we follow them or pursuit them?
If we follow them will we try to observe them?
Do we have the strength to do so, or we would just wish to?
Will we aid the help they provide to humanity?
Because these questions are concerning us.
Their existence is not concerning us, therefore there’s no reason in wondering regarding it.
Whereas, all of the rest are decisive for the continuity, as we will have to play a substancial role, bacause with their aid, catalytically, we change, we evolve, we are transformed and we make the exceedance which we would not assume possible prior.
Let’s therefore be occupied with whatever it is that concerns us, and leave the rest to those who know that they know.