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The spirits of all the city folks, that is the city’s Mr.Do and Dragon, and the organizations of the city personality, or Upper Nature and Lower Nature of Me, are talking to itself, and make up the Myself or body of the city. They are at it again, never-ending debates over perceptions, feelings, thoughts, and actions. They sort of float above with the city’s conscience, Mr.Do, and alter ego, Dragon, and conflict with each other.
Dragon is run by the greedy folks who want their way in spite of how others feel. They can act fast and decisive as they do not care about others so they do not have to wait for a consensus.
Mr.Do has to please everyone and so compromise and negotiations are his tools. This slows him down and puts him at a disadvantage to the wheeler-dealer Dragon.
Dragon will always win unless the people choose to follow Mr.Do and not Dragon. As the people lead their daily lives, how they choose on individual and group levels to follow their Mr.Do or Dragon decides the consciousness and conscience of the city.
The majority can rule. But politics of the few will get control if the city allows. This is what our story will look at, the conscience and consciousness of some individuals, groups, and the whole city, from the choices they make. Their choices may be looked at from the perspective of their present circumstance, past emotions, beliefs, and actions which may be in conflict with their genetic limits. People do not want to crack and crash in the city but it often happens as we have limits and do not keep them in mind as we make daily choices.
As I was saying, the Island of Everywhere is in the middle of the Sea of Nowhere. A quaint little island, it contains everything. It has an airfield, a mountain with snow, a desert, a plush field, a lake, and rolling hills. It has a railroad, a bus, a boat, and a town called Generic. It is all there in the middle of Nowhere. Even, the…what’s that I see on the next post, oh brother, the gadget. The root of all evil is the love of money, the leaves of all evil are the gadgets that money can buy. Let me continue and it will make sense.