The doors you’re opening up now are not only the passage from one room to another; they are passing from one to the other you - they are your going through yourself.
The time that is missing is not the time spent in going through the door, in fact, everything else is lost time, and that moment of passage is your shining moment.
And these people walking down the street, apparently do not know where or why they go. Streets are filled with people who are going somewhere to do something for someone . Armies of people are walking like that to kill the time from death to death. And if so many people aimlessly wander, then somewhere a lot of the people are missing . Somewhere, where they are most needed, people are missing..