Do I dare Disturb the universe? Do I dare disturb the power (god/politician/manager/baba/…) over me? T. S. Eliot’s Prufrock asked that question in the poem, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock . Prufrock’s problem was his inability to be either damned or saved. If you are damned you belong to the group of those who are counted out by the people in power. If you are saved you are in the power ring. Eliot’s Prufrock refused to belong in either of the places. Probably, he was incapable of understanding the politics of the mediocre. What did Prufrock see in his world? “One-night cheap hotels.” “A face to meet the faces you meet.”… And people who make the rules for that world. The world of masks. Ultimately, it is about what kind of a world you are living in. Who rules it? Who manages it? Who makes the rules? Ultimately, it is about POWER. Might makes right . In the jungle. Knowledge is power . Among the knowledgeable people. Among the civ
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