Chicago, IL
The Purpose of Ego and Loneliness
November 10, 2004
In a small airplane you can feel the ground leaving, unlike jets where you feel the sky arriving. In a three seater airplane - just the pilot, co- and coco-pilot - the ground leaves you suckling midair, aware suddenly of the breast you were so entangled with, always feeding, always comfortable, that never before did you even know you had the nipple in mouth. And now it's not, and you miss it. This small plane ascending Chicago.

In the fields at first, in backyards at first - and yes, this is one of the reasons for this to be your favorite town. Fields and backyards a stone's throw from skyscrapers. Plenty of forest reserves, wooded parks, even corn fields and backyards. You are the harmless vouyer with the lights turned out so the neighbor lady doing laundry don't see you watch. No one looks up, the birds do not pause, the cars do not slow down, they just pull into their drive way at the end of a cul-de-sac, at a house with a grassy back yard without fence, love this city, and inside somebody's neighbor folds warm-dryer laundry, pausing to hold the fluffy towel to her cheek.

Relax. She is not so far. She is always in sight. Trust your mama - learning faith. Becoming separate. Yes, I can see the earth still, so I guess I'm alright, but for me, though not frightening, flying misses mom.

But isn't it neat how you see now the layout, the grid of streets, the flow of traffic, the bigger picture we all participate in and therefore create. These systems are created, not by design but mere existence - to be alive, you are influencing this pattern. And the way I see it, if one car is gone, Jenga don't come tumbling down, but it is different, that's for sure, undeniably changed. And if enough cars are painted red, then the flow of traffic becomes pastel blood down the highway, and when a majority of cars are the same color, then the blood glows fire - and that is how things change. So yes, it was important that you voted and when red tips 51% then the organism will look different. It is visual. Here's your proof in a plane.

You can see money, as an entity, I swear.

And these systems we create: how to pass on the left or stay in the slow lane, how build higher and higher and put a little flashing light on top, how to use cement as a rule that must be followed - civilization, organization, cooperation, Tarot deck King. What we do for each other so we can live with each other and take care of each other. And it works.

I see gold, I see orange, I see the strangest shade of autumn red on the tops of the trees, so many maples. So many trees, love this city, all the way to Lake Shore Drive, LSD, public domain always will be. The most active harbor in the United State's is not even on the ocean and most coastal dwellers couldn't even find Lake Michigan on a map. For miles and miles; maples, sugar maples strange autumn red, precious changing seasons, everything cycles, even your red blood majority.

In a three seater airplane, you ascend to see, to gain perspective, to become separate, to learn and grow. But always to return, in the name of reunion, to arrive home, only this time suckling consciously.






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