I can't figure it out

Powelson is like a human eye. He occupies the blind spot where the optical
nerve leaves. He doesn't see. He arranges everything according to what he
wants to see.

The lense is packed with a tangle of nerves of a number of people. Powelson
lectures from his podium to cause the people to focus on him. He feeds on
the attention they give him and accrues power.

Two conscious minds are diverse and have nothing in common. Two unconscious
minds converge on same beginning and can resonate. Powelson has regressed
to the evolutionary beginnings in himself, has cultivated an oasis for
himself there, and has used this hub of the species to get what he wants.

One man. One man in charge. One man in charge of the plight of the
species. Powelson is all carnal, and zero spiritual. He's crafting his
"immortality" alright. He's arranged himself to be unconsciously worshiped
by the species, and to remain in that position for ages to come.

The rest I can't figure out.

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Jon G.	I can't figure it out Powelson is like a human eye. He occupies the blind spot where the optical nerve leaves. He doesn't see. He arranges everything according to what he wants to see. The lense is packed with a tangle of nerves of a number of people. Powelson lectures from his podium to cause the people to focus on him. He feeds on the attention they give him and accrues power. Two conscious minds are diverse and have nothing in common. Two unconscious minds converge on same beginning and can resonate. Powelson has regressed to the evolutionary beginnings in himself, has cultivated an oasis for himself there, and has used this hub of the species to get what he wants. One man. One man in charge. One man in charge of the plight of the species. Powelson is all carnal, and zero spiritual. He's crafting his "immortality" alright. He's arranged himself to be unconsciously worshiped by the species, and to remain in that position for ages to come. The rest I can't figure out.