the inch. think about it, really think; about life an inch away from the rest of your universe.
what would you see? what would you do?
we distance ourselves from reality, insulate ourselves in fantasy; oh yes, i do it too, dear readers. but it's easier to keep the world at arm's length when your arms are a little longer.
if you couldn't hold it all off, what would happen? would it be overwhelming? would it be scary? would it be invigorating? the inch could change everything.
as a people we seem to enjoy a self-image of being detached, disilluioned and disenfranchised - wise after the fact, cassandraic in our sage predictions, but safely powerless to actually take responsibility. watching the news, nodding wisely, and saying, "yup, told you it would all go wrong."
what if we couldn't keep that distance? what is it like for the non-observers, those who can't get that sense of perspective, those who are within the inch? just as a mental exercise, try to think about it. try to release the comforting grip on jaded cynicism. be within an inch of something - really be there.
overwhelming? scary? invigorating? let me know.