You are sense. You make sense. You are the compass in the fog. If I ever lose my way I'm holding your hand because you have this directional sixth sense. The right place is where you are. I have no clue how you do this, but you do. Over and over when everyone else has no idea what to say or do... you just do it. So keep doing it. Keep on stepping up and we will too.
Reason died so long ago that most are zombie to some degree or other, all seeking "brains to consume" - hence social media. The hordes are whores for ideas and have no capacity to make sense of them. They will support nonsense with as much force as sense. They will ask for explanations they have no capacity to comprehend... and then blame you, ridicule you, set others against you... unless you become the horde master. It's a long shot, but you are actually their only hope. Will you come in? Will you put your fucking suit on or not? We're waiting.