(DTLA 5th and Broadway; Chalk-Walk 2012)
I have had a very multifarious love affair with the existence that is DTLA, I am finding that the external world is always changing and my mind apprehending this external world also appears to be changing, both have movement like the wind, making this life a beautiful dance of appearances playing out for the benefit of my sense perceptions onto the screen of my mind.
I stand on the corner of 7th and Broadway and watch a flock of birds orchestrate a flight pattern of a large circle and in unison landing back on the side of a building they have claimed to be their perch. The light changes green, cars go, people move through the cross walks filtering down through the dirty sidewalks still littered with sleeping homeless bodies. I pause to take it all in, the beauty of the whole scene laid out before me without a single judgement in my mind. I just observe and am overwhelmed with gratitude for the moment that has all too quickly dissolved into a memory on my minds eye...
Watching the street lights I work my way without hesitation to the south west side of Broadway as it expedites my 5 block walk to Pershing Square Station. The air is stained with the heavy smell of human urine. I push the image of someone having their morning constitution out of my mind as I pass a collection of homeless faces sitting on a public bench outside the check cashing - loan shark 'business'. I quickly contemplate their world and my world existing in the same plane of time and causation and yet we are worlds apart. On the human level we exist... I wonder what they looked like as children, I wonder if they have children of their own. I realize their problems are much larger that just living on the street. The thought of their shattered minds unable to accept the past as well as the present rings in my own mind and snaps me back into the present moment. I surrender to their burdens and in doing so I smile at the next group of homeless I pass on my way to Pershing metro station. I wish them 'good morning'.
Everything is as it should be in DTLA.