The 21st Century Empire is not located in a place or time.
It is not recognizable in a political or economic power.
Disruption is toxic, innocuous and life-saving. It is an amalgam of distraction, disturbance, interruption and eureka.
A shape-shifting trickster with a hundred beguiling accents.
A drug-induced coma, the life of the party, the wickedly wonderful stepchild of complacency.
It is dependably undependably omnipresent. An invisible field of fragments.
The choice is ours. How we identify with it determines its meaning. It can’t show us the door in our wall or open the window into our heart,
unless we say it can.