The narrator tells us that he took inspiration from ancient beliefs about the language of the Kabbalah. He was convinced that the word "hebrew" was God's language, and that ancient rabbis believed that there were no differences between objects and between words. He planted the idea of the humgar race on the surface of his garden, hoping that they would sing a song of love and harmony. They divided into clans, although barren, and turned him into a symbol of patriotism. They begged him to speak to them, but he only spoke once, when he realized that he was merely a piece of metal drifting in the vastness of the universe. He feels like crying for himself, and he is afraid that he will never know who he is.