The genius, the perversity, the mediocrity of humans stems from a common realm. All that we can say is that it is the mark of the transfinite human essence. The people we might dismiss as understanding and experiencing next to nothing are 'just the same' as us. We need to say this, even though the majority might never 'wake up' to the fact. That is why the realm of the human essence verges on the abstract.
Every actual human is human in possibility always.
Possibility continues to haunt us. This freedom, however, is transfinite in its essence and can never be exhausted by any set of alternatives. The interval between the finitude of specifiable roles and the transfinitude of the play of initiative can be regarded as immense or infinitesimal. It is the step from quantity to quality. When the two realms 'collapse' into one, we have the 'ordinary state' of discourse.