The lounge quickly became the meeting area not just
for the subordinates, but for actual meetings. The boss said it was easier that
way. Less formal.
"I've heard the questions and I comprehend why
you are worried. It's the whole forgetting thing you have to do. What happens
if I forget too well?
"Nothing, that's what. Both meanings, too. Either
enough of you forget so well that the wake up encoding is ignored and then
nothing happens this round. Or you go along in your lives, wake up as designed,
and the world changes. That means, nothing is wrong. Nothing bad happened.
"
B. piped up from the middle of the lounge chairs.
"So no matter how much we 'go local' it's all right? We're going in to
disarm them in the good way. Change up the mess they made and get them back on the path that fear lured them
away from yet no matter if we fail or succeed it's all right? You can see why
this might be confusing."
"I can and it is. The point is the world you're
entering must be entirely your world until you, that is, it, is ready. The way
down there must be your second nature. You need to live among them in their
way, like I've told you, before you can see why it has to change. It takes one
to change one, as it might be said."
More murmuring from the crowd. The boss relaxed a
little. "Like the joke down there goes, how many people does it take to
change a light bulb?"
They waited. No one asked.
"Only one, but the light has to want to
change."
Polite nodding followed by laughter followed by lost
looks of confusion.
"Be the light that wants to change."
2 comments:
How i hope we are ready for change soon, i know i am. This is just not how things are supposed to be, business as usual.
I hope so, too.
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