Monday, October 22, 2012

Airy Travel

This afternoon I called Air XYZ, a well known leading airline.  I didn't have much time and was hoping for quick service.  After I had dialed the number, I was relieved to hear the following ...

          In our past-paced world, we know that time does count.  Choosing Air XYZ 
          not only gives you more frequent schedules worldwide,  and a better connection
          to Europe and beyond.   We also give you a global network that is unsurpassed.
          Your call is important to us.  Please continue to hold...

           Then she said it again -

            In our fast-paced world, we know that time does count.  Choosing Air XYX... 

            She said this 42 times in a row.  In the background there is a kind of chanting pop    
             music.  Leading up to the 42nd time, the whole thing begins to feel like a shamanistic
             chant, except that her voice is so business-like.  Clear.  Articulate.  

             In our fast-paced world...  time... 

             I wonder again, with Ian Lee, whether words mean anything or whether they don't 
             mean anything today.   At times I feel I am clambering about in the syllable 
             structures of her words, inside them, through the vowels, over the consonants.

             In our fast-paced...
       
              Maybe the experience, in an obverse way, was teaching me to reject being seduced
              by The Next Thing and to Move into The Moment and Stay There... 

               In... 

              I'll call them again at a different time, but - just maybe - they've been infiltrated by         
              Zen practitioners who teach people by hypnotic mantras to resist The Next Thing. 


Will
22 October 2012
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2 comments:

  1. How strange that this is precisely what I was very awkwardly trying to impart ...
    Maybe I don't belong to that sort of world any more .. No attention for the individual ... treatment of masses, faster, for ever faster ... troups of ants with a (rich) Queen here and there (or is that the Bees)...

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  2. You are talking about urban anonymity... As humans, from Catal Huyuk onwards, began to move into agglomerations called cities, they had to abandon being the king of their own dungheap and yield to the mass... It's probably a syndrome more than 100,000 years old. But take heart: I think you're great!

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