post-election
This is a bird on a pot on a rooftop in Manhattan. Flying is something a bird does. It is a part of its identity, essential to its purpose and survival. Humans are still trying to figure out the thing that is essential to our purpose and survival. Our minds may think that we know, but we know nothing. We built an airplane to simulate the speed and ease of a bird, but we know nothing about how to soar. I am not surprised, but I am filled with sorrow. There is some clarity in understanding the truth of what folks want. Of what they are willing to trade for what they want. Remember, too, that however much we pretend otherwise, we are a part of nature. We are soft bellies and warm hearts. Do not let the unnatural world break yours; I have a hunch it is essential to our purpose and survival.
