The page was blank. Then, instead of thought, there was something tangible. Ideas flow from mind to fingers to page to eye to mind. Other minds absorb the ideas and they become independent of their creator. They morph to accommodate the life experience of the recipient – perhaps falling aside without gaining purchase – perhaps mutating into unforeseen meaning – perhaps affecting the intended outcome. Will the ideas be meaningful enough to resonate with an audience? Will they take on a life of their own or be dashed against the rocks to be absorbed back into the abyss from whence they sprang?
Sand grains spray in individual trajectories before bouncing off the Professor’s bare feet and returning to the seamless beach. Each footfall produces a squeak as layers of minute spherical grains slide. The squeaks pull the student’s attention from the crashing surf. In an instant he is on his feet and striding to meet the Professor.
Greetings Professor! I’ve been looking forward to starting our discussions.
I am happy to hear that. I have been too. I see you’ve found a perfect spot, let’s sit in the shade and talk.
What shall we talk about?
Well, I have thoughts about that of course, but I’d like to know what’s on your mind. Is there anything that you’ve been thinking about lately that you’d like to start with?
Yes, there is. I’ve read your pamphlet, Process, and have some questions for you.
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