meditation 060629: me and glass

Undeniably, I am attracted to glass. I sit here watching over the city from the wide window in my nineteenth floor cubicle. I like watching the windows of other buildings, both during the day and at night, for each offer a different perspective. In the day you see everything on the street, even the hot dog guy and the lady in high heels almost getting hit by car, yet when you look into the windows, you don’t see much, as if nothing goes on in there. The windows, during the day, are mere reflections of daylight. At night, you still don’t see much inside these windows when they have their lights off. Even with their lights on, there really isn’t much exciting about them. So it’s not what’s inside the window that interests me, but more like the way the windows light up, the patterns they make when you have a series of buildings and you can count which ones have their lights on and which ones don’t – a myriad of possibilities! Then there is your own window, yes, your own window, the one which you are looking through, right now. During the day it has no presence. You look right through it. But at night, you look through it and you see your own reflection on it along with the reflection of all the little diddliwinks in your cubicle, and its like your existence, your entire cubicle and everything that’s in it, are all floating in the night sky. It’s really quite transcendentalistic. But what gives me a poetic thrill is to see all this and play Track 3 on my CD Player. When I was listening to “Destiny”, one line really jumped out at me. Well, it’s jumped out at me before, but having not heard the song in awhile, it jumped out at me again, and I know the next time I play it, I’ll set myself up for it to jump out at me. yubi to yubi wo karamasetetsutau kono inochi no morosa utsukushisa wo. It’s like ocean. It really is.