Pen, paper, camera. Good walking shoes. It doesn’t take a genius to sum it all up.
Am I a magnet? A sponge? A filter? An intellectual feedback loop? A regurgitation monster? All of the above, I’d say, as I keep roaming the invisible yellow brick road to an OZ of my own construction.
Do I ever see or partake of the truth? I hope not, because there is no such thing. There is only a dynamic interdependence between individuals. Not even between cultures, nations, continents, sexes, races, religions etc. There is only a dynamic interdependence between individuals in the here and now.
I don’t need much to do my part, or to offer what I have. Some people get it; some don’t. I am a magnet, a sponge, a filter, an intellectual feedback loop, and most definitely a regurgitation monster. If you have something to offer me, I can assure you that you are in good hands. Look, see, can you discern an OZ of your own making on the horizon? That’s where I’m headed, anyway. Join me if you will.
