Trump, at least during the campaign was in his Spot like the matador in the bull ring, and all the other bulls (candidates) charged one after another and he exhausted them, because he made them loose their Spot. However, when Trump went to the Bull Ring of the Presidency, he lost his Spot, and he is being gored because of it, a victim of himself. This Spot in the campaign was the Spot light of the Performer. He held center stage.

But he lost his Spot because he didn’t surrender to the Spot of the. Office of the Presdency. He couldn’t let go of his Trump Spot, and so his Trump Spot is in conflict with the Power Spot of the Office. So Trump is never Spot On since there are two Spots in his ring, The Trump Spot and the Presidency Spot. No one can stand in two spots at the same time.

We are alway giving away out Spot. When we marry, in fact in all relationship, there is a Spot involved. Your Spot is your enter and the well-spring of your power. Power comes from your Spot, not from another’s spot. In relationship we are constantly shifting our spot, deferring to the other for a choice, the the other defers to us…in a sharing of power. But when the relationship gets stuck and one gives the other his/her Spot permanently, we cannot sustain that, so we take back out spot passively. This is call passive aggression, which is giving you spot to another and then taking it back passively, so you can claim innocence. We see this form of the Spot Dance all the time. It’s a favorite dance of adolescents whose parents have their Spot.

We also create our Spot in a space/time location, like Sheldon’s Spot on the Big Bang. Only when I’m this location do I feel at home. Spot and Home feel the same. In marriage when one consciously gives the other the Spot, that love can only happen from your Spot, so you really haven’t lost your Spot. Love and Spot feel the same. When you are in your Spot, love pours out of you as creativity action without end.

Why can’t we find our Spot? Look at a wheel. It works because of its Spot, the hub or axil, but if you look it’s an empty hole. Put something in there and it’s a plug. The wheel won’t work. The Spot is empty. But we believe, conditioned by our culture, that our ME is our Spot. This ME is our free individual self, which in a material world has to be material, a something in time/space. So we know we exist because we can measure our ME with what we have acquired. Trump measures himself by his weight in gold and his height on the tower. But enough of Trump.

The point is that we are all looking for our lost Spot because we think it is something to be found. On the flat land map of the world there is no Spot, no center. There is no center to the universe. Is one star the Center? No..there is no center on the empirical map of science. That is what blew the cork of the Middle Ages. Science took away the Center. Science and its world view took away our Spot.

When I have no Spot I have no meaning, and when I have no meaning, life is not worth living. What’s the point? Loss of meaning is a loss of our Spot, our center.