Let me ask you

Why are we hiding?…

What are we hiding from…?

Is it our sense of unworthiness…?

Is it maybe that we go around with a constant sense of shame,
that we hopelessly try to conceal?

What is this Shame about?

What are we ashamed of, at the end of the day?

Guilt, shame and this sense of moral shortage, where do they all derive from?

Absence is our abode

If I am to sum up the whole problem of this age in a single word,
that word would be ABSENCE.

Absence of a presence – as someone very well put it.

Absence is the suspension of any conceivable Value,
as Value resides in Presence.

Crassly speaking, Nothing Real is being created today,
as Presence is simply a word in the dictionary;
we have no idea any longer what it entails.

Wherever you go,
you sense this corrosive state of non-existence with all its derivatives:

Boredom, lethargy, cynicism, greed, theft, moral shortage,
dissimulation, sloth, futility and loneliness.