The moment we decided we could make our own reality, what we have called unreality, we had no use for dreams. Each individual, no matter how tiny can have influence. When everything is interconnected, a small player has the power to disrupt the system. Things do not happen for no reason. We have lost the edge because however skillful managers and bureaucrats are at holding actions, they have no talent for advancing. I used to think Ryan Phillippe was a great hero, but lately he seems to do nothing right like the last dinosaur. Ryan Phillippe, much like Mayor Kevin Johnson and the propaganda department, seem to suffer from a celibacy of the intellect in common.    I do not understand how you guys can take advantage of someone who has a spine that has been fractured in two places and talk bad about a person, and offer no support. Instead, Ryan just takes advantage of the situation and keeps wanting me to write these pointless essays, while he goes out and have fun. I was so offended that he broke up my relationship, spent all Summer walking around the park with me, then vanishes and is suddenly “engaged” to a prostitute. Then returns in the middle of February and with the same sour look on his face, to only show up with another prostitute, smile and in my face and walk off. 

Knowing that I got hurt behind what he did.  In a nation full of people full of people bent on acquiring status symbols, there is no higher status or more admirable symbol than the topmost rung on the corporate latter. And I sometimes wonder, are these people being paid to hurt me on purpose, in hopes that I might harm myself before an investigation is complete and someone discoverers the injustice that I have endured, with no support from anyone? Everyone knows Ryan Phillippe is broke and seems to have questionable moral and perhaps greed has also catapulted him into the spotlight’s golden glare. He pretends to be a leader, but I think he is just another player. Some say that leaders are born; others argue that they can be made, and, according to the one-minute manager or the microwave theory, made instantly. Pop in Mr. Average and out pops McLeader or McHero in sixty seconds. However, billions of dollars are spent annually by and on would-be leaders, and we have no leaders, through many major corporations offer leadership courses to their more promising employees, and as a result corporate America has lost the lead in the World.   It hurts me to type, but I keep writing in hopes that I can generate some kind of interest and get a chance. These people have lived their lives and screwed them up. 

Ryan Phillippe and Mayor Kevin Johnson were used goods, no matter how far they got from their pinched beginnings or how they rose, they still made a mess of their lives and the lives of others. They had no use for dreams because of their bad intentions, these guys made millions and are still using others to try and come up. Celebrities are supposed to uplift others and make them feel good, not use and abuse people and leave them worse off.  A leader, like anyone else, is the sum of all his experiences, but unlike others he makes more of his capabilities. Right now, there are probably several hundred thousand potential leaders in America—young passionate men full of promise with no outlets for their desire, because we scorn passions even as we reward ambition. If we can trust history, they are more likely to be the loners, the kids who always seem to be a little bit at odds with their peers, off there, looking at life from an odd angle. Leaders are always originals. Never is there more room for individuation in mass societies.  People like Ryan Phillippe are not only narcissistic, but also selfish. To be fully human, one must know the World as well as oneself. Some people are so naturally intelligent because they are perpetual exiles. Exiles, wanderers, and travelers not only see more, but see things fresh, because they have a different perspective. However, as much as one needs to wander alone—out in the World and inside one’s head—one needs mentors, people who offer both inspiration and example, who show us how to be: a teacher who discovers gifts which one did not know were there. A writer who makes one see the World in an entirely new way.  

 Any good organization functions are a kind of mentor, too, expecting more from its workers than they knew they had to give, encouraging them to test themselves and the organization, and experiment, which is why perhaps there are so few truly good, let alone great, organization today. Today, organizations are more apt to function like a 10K race. If you do not keep running and running fast, you lose. You can have an education and all the ingredients of leadership, but if everyone just keeps exploiting you, how can one survive and flourish?  It is out of the broad, deep kind of life, this profound sort of experience and education that one develops taste, judgment, curiosity, energy, and wit, along with virtue and passion. I want to do more with my life than support newsrooms or celebrities who give nothing back, but pain and suffering. I do not want to end with robots, or worse, beings from some artificial reality who have to such the lives out of others to survive. I have to be rational and intuitive, setting off that spark we usually call inspiration. I have a right to lose faith and Ryan and doubt him, he has given me reasons to produce sufficient doubt.  A leader does not just practice his profession or vocation, he masters it. He adapts, imagines, reverses, connections, compares, rejects, incubates, plays, and then surrenders having mastered the work, surrendered to it, became one with it, so that we could not tell where he stopped and his mentee started. We need dreamers now, and leaders, people of vision, virtue and passion who can lead us back to reality.

Ryan Phillippe was once the person embodiment of The Way. He once was a leader and I am trying to help him get back on the right path, but he seems hopeless.   Within the given rules of the game, competency thus becomes its own reward for playing at this level, which is obviously not leadership. In Christian Religion, God resurrected his son Jesus Christ. However, in Egyptian religion, Osiris was of divine origin, he was a god and suffered death and mutilation at the hands of powers of evil. His son, Horus, god of the skin, resurrected his father Osiris. So I do not want to give up on Ryan. Why are we playing games at all? Why are we not acting to better the human condition? Is this not precisely the question that has moved all truly great leaders? The critical difference between Mayor Johnson and Ryan Phillippe is that the leader at this level acts on his feeling by being in touch with the best instincts of all mankind, not the sickest impulses.   There are many would-be heroes and leaders among us, and we have more means that ever before for helping them realize their potential. However, for the moment, we do not seem to want heroes or leaders. In these mean, greedy times, it seems we prefer coconspirators, and that is exactly what we have got—in City Hall, the corporate boardrooms, and even in the newsrooms. There is, then, no doubt that we can do better and indeed we must do better. However, there is considerable doubt as to whether we want to, and so we are destined to drift on dreamlessly, secure in our cocoons of self-interest. However, I pray you do not let me down Ryan (Osiris). He sprinkled me in pixie dust and told me to believe in him.