We get only slivers of the self-directed life. At first, a pie chart, then something else: there is a brute in these rooms and apartments and duplexes and trailers and shared houses and single-family houses and estates. The brute is not human, but like a bear, if a bear were a shadow and ten times bigger than a bear. This brute like a shadow and a bear not a human is named survival-life. The brute is always saying something, is saying give me the labor of your body, not the work of your hands. We fall asleep in that bear's arms.p. 19