Erich Maria Remarque. Black Obelisk (№ 179580)

You are free and flying, but stepping confidently where others are sinking and soaring where others stomp iron boots off, you're caught in the web and Srinivasa themselves on the border, which others don't even notice - why do people molest you? Why would they so eagerly strive to bring you back to our world, why not leave your butterfly being on the wrong side of any cause and effect, time and death? What is this, jealousy? Or a complete misunderstanding?