California magazine, Los Angeles, CA,
Glad to meet you.
When I came out of simple curiosity to the Ranch in May, it never occurred to me that I might be sitting here having your full attention. I had dreamed of such a thing perhaps, but I find the moment quite moving.
I know. I can feel your heart and your tears. So there is a possibility of authentic communion. You are no more a journalist; I can talk to you now heart to heart. Otherwise, journalism is something superficial. The moment it becomes a communion of the heart…
I know with your help I’ll be up to that challenge. I’ve not tried that way often before.
It is very rare, because journalists try to remain true to their profession, and their profession is superficial. Journalism does not become literature for the simple reason that it is so superficial. By the evening the newspaper is worthless.
But if it is heart to heart, then journalism can also become art and literature. And it should become.
I’d like to try.
I’d like to talk about the Commune.
I’d like to know how many communes are there and where are they located?