The above photo was taken on my ususal late morning jaunt in the hood. It's a beautiful neighborhood that I navigate. Gorgeous day. Beautiful Lake Michigan. What was totally weird and disconcerting, helicopters were passing overhead quite frequently. Coming and going from the Great Lakes Naval Station. Thinking those copters had something to do with the heavy hand of ICE and Immigration atrocities across Chicago.
So even in those moments of ZEN, the darkness flies past. Talk about the duality of the Human Thing.
Ah... well... sitting quietly in the kitchen this morning, typing into my Chromebook, wondering if any interesting, pithy, brilliant, or maybe decently pedestrian thoughts pop into my head. Nope. Not really. It feels like the Titanic is taking on water. The whole shebang is about to sink, but not sure if that's just an illusion, or a misreading of the tea leaves. I am all about uncertainty this morning. More of a phase of "wondering what's next?" But even that thought is just out of a certain habit, a sort casual impulse, pointing to "wondering."
My fellow Human Beings, I just don't know what to think. I want to lean to the Light, but the Darkness never seems to go away. It's a complicated, tricky picture.
