In the heart of the 15th dimension, where the air was thick with the stench of sewage and the echo of nonsensical debates, there lived a particularly loud local known only as "The Wise One." He earned this ironic title not for his intelligence but for his uncanny ability to declare everyone else delusional while insisting that he alone saw the world clearly. Every day, he wandered through the sludge-filled streets, pointing fingers and shouting, "You’re all out of your minds! I’m the only one who knows what’s real!"

The other locals didn’t pay him much attention. They were too busy arguing about whether the sky was blue or purple (despite it being a murky gray) or trying to outdo each other in producing the loudest farts. But The Wise One felt proud. He was sure he was different—better, even.

One particularly foul day, when the stench seemed almost unbearable, The Wise One stumbled upon a broken shard of glass, half-buried in a pile of medical waste. Curious, he picked it up and, for the first time in his life, gazed into his own reflection. The face that stared back at him was not the image of wisdom he had imagined. His hair was matted, his eyes wild, and his clothes were as filthy as the world around him. He blinked, trying to reconcile the image before him with the self-assured person he believed himself to be.

As he stared, a thought crept into his mind, growing stronger as he looked deeper. For the first time, he questioned himself: Was he any different from those he called delusional? The more he pondered, the more he realized that perhaps the problem wasn’t everyone else—perhaps it was him.

In that moment, The Wise One decided to make a change. He understood that if he wanted to see the world differently, he had to start with himself. So, he began cleaning up the mess around him, little by little, and tried to speak less and listen more. The road to transformation was long and challenging, especially in a place like the 15th dimension, but he had taken the first step.

He started to sing....

I'm starting with the man in the mirror I'm asking him to change his ways And no message could have been any clearer If you want to make the world a better place (If you want to make the world a better place) Take a look at yourself, and then make a change (Take a look at yourself, and then make a change) (Na na na, na na na, na na, na nah)

And while the 15th dimension remained its usual chaotic self, there was now one less hypocrite roaming its streets. The Wise One was still a work in progress, but he was no longer content with just pointing fingers. Instead, he quietly worked on becoming the change he wished to see.