Can you hear that blackbird singing in the pouring rain? There - he's risen to a rooftop and is romancing the sun from its hiding-place. The bird is scaling the grey walls between resurrection and ascension. Its song curves beneath the rain. Now I see it - this song is my consciousness.
Wherever we find customs, conventions, codes we should
hear the music of human life. And within that music we should discern the
graceful, rooftop serenade of individual consciousness. But never for its own
sake - rather because it knows what has been raised to life and what will, one
day, ascend to its heavenly home. This song curves through all society and
argues its case before the very court of life.
Jay
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