The Centre Cannot Hold; Mere Presence Is Loosed Upon the World
LOL. You are like the hardest working posterboy for the globalist, computer chip in head, we are all one unit working as whole, no more individuality agenda. Well, good luck with letting it all hang out. I think I'll preserve my personal privacy for as long as they let me.
Everytime you answer the tele-phone; everytime you watch tele-vision; everytime you open MBTI, your privacy is evaporating.
And everytime you tele-talk, you become present all over the world.
Look, you are present right now in Oxley Street, Canberra, shaking your head, unable to believe, unable to believe you are closer to me than my neighbour.
In fact you are now my neighbour. And this is our neighbourhood.
What will we make of it? Will we breath deeply into our presence, or will we hold our breath and hope it goes away?
And let's face it, this is an exraordinary kind of presence and, dare I say, requires an extraordinary presence of mind.
So your posterboy enjoins you to breath deeply into your presence that has no centre and is omni-present. He enjoins you to breath into our mutual presence, our shared presence. And then think about it afterwards.
After all, our presence is a present we give one another.
So thank you for your presence.