I’m walking to work in downtown Baltimore. It’s raining and about 65 degrees. It’s two weeks from Christmas and Baltimore is having one of those humid days you get in the early winter. I’ve got my umbrella and so do others. My iPod in my ears. You need to find the rhythm of they day when you walk the sidewalks with an umbrella. You are as big as your umbrella extends. So more than ever you need to know everyone’s step to make sure the sidewalk flows. To make sure life flows.
Then it struck me. The Chord.
We all know there is ultimately no right or wrong, black or white, good or evil. All we have is the ability to strike the right chord, to find the right rhythm in life. Then we just have to hold on to that sound, that beat for as long as we can.
I’m starting to hear our chord. I believe we’re settling into a rhythm.
Can you hear it? Can you feel it? Can you see it?
Try.
December 11th, 2008 - Posted in Anthropology, Cultural Trends, Ethnography, Robbie's Thoughts | |
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