Sometimes my ego petitions me: “Why does nobody care what you have to say?” Why are gatherings too intolerant, too impatient? Why do forums wander on as if I never uttered a word? Why are my thoughts and concerns between friends so readily dismissed? My ego harangues me with questions like these, prompting all kinds of contemptuous …
May God preserve us from fame, celebrity and great acclaim. May He protect us from the attention-seeking ego, from the lust for admiration, from inflated self-regard. If one day we should state our intention to head for the hills and disappear, may our words be true. Let not the lusts of the narcissistic self drive …
‘What’s he twittering on about?’
What’s this Twitter business then? Crawling out of my cave recently, I learned that Twitter’s all the rage.
What’s this Twitter business then? Crawling out of my cave recently, I learned that Twitter’s all the rage.
