genius is marketing a set of documents, creating a word that will encaspulate a type of person, and instantiating this in a group practice.
The philosopher alone sees the big picture. A hero is no reformer without the big picture, for both the hero and the saint can get overly focused on a detail unworthy of such attention and worry. Augustine with his pears. He was obsessed with confessing and analyzing his theft of pears – though you think the saint would be more honest to his actual sins, of which pear theft was not even among them. By focusing on a nothing sin, he yet committed the greatest intellectual crimes in Christiandom. This is the nature of the hero too, who makes other men into villians (a villianous act itself) by bending the fate of the world to his obsession with one fine point. The philosopher alone sees the widest view of the world, history, and mankind. The poet instead focuses on instances of the whole, and is unique of all of them in capturing the whole in an instance. A single sonnet might capture his whole world. The poet does not see the whole, but knows how to see the whole through an instance. In this he is almost scientific. The poet is in fact scientific in that he knows how to analyze the instances by his vision of the whole.
The hero is the details man, a practical man of action, the most practical of all of them. But he mistakes himself when he ignores the big picture.
The poet jumps rope. The rope loops above the mind into language, and then below the mind into the “metaphor mind” of the heart – dodging completely the critical scissoring of the mind, so that poetry can be spoken in a trance – and the best poets know not what they do.
The poem itself is white