This is a real commingling of many.
And in such a commingling we forfeit the individual.

In the commingling of sex we are alone with _one_ partner.

It is an individual affair, there is no superior or inferior.

But in the commingling of a passionate purpose, each individual sacredly abandons his individual.

In the living faith of his soul, he surrenders his individuality to the great urge which is upon him.