It continues static and basic, the basis of the emotional psyche, the foundation of the self.

It is like the moon when the moon at last subsides into her eternal orbit, round the earth.

She travels in her orbit so inevitably that she forgets, and becomes unaware.

She only knits her brows over the earth's greater aberrations in space.
The circuit of parental love, once fulfilled, is not done away with, but only established into silence.

The child is then free to establish the new connections, in which he surpasses his parents.