UNION SQUARE AND OTHER THINGS
By the Founder of the Church,
ROBERT DELFORD BROWN
"I must understand in order
that I may believe.
By doubting we come to
questioning, and by
questioning we perceive
the truth."- PeterAbelard 1122A.D.
Union Square is located at 14th Street between Park Ave. South and Broadway. It extends to 17th Street.
It was the middle of Manhattan about 100 years ago.
Before large scale machinery made it possible to gouge big dumb straight streets in a mind numbing grid that cars could zoom up and down in.
The upper East Side is a ghetto of people trapped in a Speedway Nightmare. Cars zoom up and down 3rd Ave. and 2nd Ave. desperately trying to get somewhere faster than the other guy. People roaring into town. People roaring out of town.
Into the SUBURBS. Out of the SUBURBS. What for?
South of 14th Street the City slows down. Streets meander.
At sometime in the near future. Everyone in America is going to stop and ask themselves: "What is the rush?".
THE ANSWER WILL BE CLEAR. "THERE IS NO RUSH!"
Back to Union Square.
It has a highly varied flora and fauna. It has a Farmer's Market that is more country than country!
It has trees. I counted over 50 trees: Pin Oaks, American Elms, Siberian Elms, Japanese Pagodatrees. How many trees does a person have to have in his or her life?
There are squirrels, mice, rats, pigeons, sparrows, wrens, robins, nuthatches, cockroaches, etc..
Squirrels have learned to balance themselves on the fences and eat food that has been proferred them by passersby with their front feet like tight rope walkers.
They like varied food items. Most of the time they are not interested in peanuts. They get too many peanuts from people who do not understand that they are New York City Squirrels. They are not country bumpkin Squirrels. They love cherries!
Seventy years ago the wilderness was too frightening to enter.
Now there is blood lust to rape and plunder the earth of all its resources to hell with the consequences.
Ski Resorts don't bother with natural occurring snow fall any longer. They manufacture snow on demand. For people who roar into the ski resorts. Roar up and down the slopes for a few quick runs and roar back to their suburban fortresses.
The consumer society depends upon people living in a state of Panic!
"I MIGHT MISS SOMETHING", and in the fear of missing something they miss everything.
Life isn't lived in packets of Travel Brochures.
It's lived in tiny moments that follow tiny moments.
Every event is a fabulous event or nothing is a fabulous event. Drinking a glass of water is a fabulous event.
I was walking up 3rd Ave yesterday and I noticed a man, a well dressed man in a dark suit with french cuffs, sitting in an expensive restaurant eating a salad and smoking a very large cigar.
I thought that if he were smoking a salad and eating a cigar it would be the same thing. STUPID!
Years ago I heard that happiness was an inside job. I had my doubts. I have since learned that it is absolutely true.
THE ULTIMATE HAPPINESS IS TO BE AT EASE WITH YOURSELF.
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