Thinking about the visions of the future that we can co-create and weave with one another, in unity with the expression of our cynicism for the way things were.
We have an ironic take on the world that recognizes that to try and express authority is but a fools game when you are living in an interconnected world.
Authority is not expressed, but bespoken, given in a relationship of equals; we as peers in the great society of humanity can give power to one another only through due regard and recognition, the fine line of consciousness that connects us in any moment, any context; the mana that is bestowed and begranted, to be relived through every conversation and interaction, as an expression of the whole; not for one to exert in dominance against another.
No, there is a better way, a beyond return to the past that we can commingle into existence, for one another. A brotherhood of commonality, and compulsion free comporting with scruples, superlative groups of morally imaginative celebratory critique.
Give us our spirit, our daily ritual of reconnection, grant us the authority among us to stand up and share, honestly and openly what we are feeling and sensing, to hold this greater collective in awe.