Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it.
Now I understand 
why the old poets of China went so far
and high 
into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.
"The Old Poets of China" by Mary Oliver

Rabena, Aaron Jed, Ph.D.

Senior Lecturer
Non-Resident Fellow,  Pacific Forum
AS 235.2 Politics and Governance in China
PS 285 Alternative Futures for Philippine Foreign Policy