“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
Thursday, August 22, 2019
We are the Chosen Ones!
Trump the President has recently discovered that he is the Chosen One, which is a title that is usually used in some sort of Messiah sense of the word. It is a term that implies that one has entered into a cult of a few knowing persons, who, because of some ability or an other, have become destined to great things. We can think about Neo from the Matrix, or Darth Vader, or the two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve in Narnia, or even Like Skywalker. One can even think about Socrates or Adam, or Peter or the Buddha or Jesus. But Trump? And how does his job at working this out with China count as being something worthy of making him the Chosen One? Does he have an inflatable ego here? Perhaps, we have gotten it all wrong, and he does have some kind of a Chosen One Purpose to do, but I doubt it. It does make one think about how these Chosen Few have to suffer through fire 🔥 and ice 🍦 and slay dragons on some quest. Could Trumpy Bear Kill a dragon? Hmmm.....
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