Someone once said that old wine skins can’t handle new wine. They’ll burst. It is a picture of convention’s inability to endure change. Once in a while I notice that I’m feeling more tired than usual, sad, bored, unmotivated, and easily distracted. It takes something like a two-by-four over the head for me to realize what’s going on. Almost always, it’s because I’ve begun serving the system rather than the people. It’s because the machine has asserted its supremacy and... Read more