Born to run

The thing to which we cling most tightly is our identity. Now our personal identity is micronic, a puff of spore. Eckhart Tolle calls it the dash between two dates on a headstone. But we fear losing it.  Being good boys—conditioned and conventionalized—we hit the ground running in a race to acquire as much as possible, so help us God.

“In a world of fugitives, the person taking the opposite direction will appear to run away.”