Capitalism washes people away from their roots. They no longer have a foothold in this universe of fear. So their hearts race, their breath flies. On this flight from fear into futility, there is no more giving for them. The eye only sees the battle, filled with terror. Larger than life. What is next to it, what is in between, what is even bigger than it, only not seen through the burning glass of fear, that they do not see. Not the gifts offered to them. Not the opportunities for giving to their neighbour, which are also given to them as gifts.