Perhaps you need a little more experience to find the true analogies, the ones which universally relate to all, or most people, or enough people to support the analogy’s foundation… When does wisdom flower its tender buds. Perhaps once the major decisions have been made and the only remaining projects extract so little energy as to allow reflection on all the inordinately stupendous analogies the world has to offer.
I like ocean, mountains, people energy, beautiful lines and a strong community, street cafes and small roads... You know the thing America truly fails at? Its art and beauty and life, they all exist in brief spurts of vibrant flame and esoteric beauty, but these centers of light and life are always separated by vast spaces of mundane. I feel as if the mundane and the acceptance of mundane are the bane of spirit and adventure, life and energy. It devours these havens and nibbles away until the Starbucks and the Walmarts have control and the mundane can redeclare its presence and dominance.
Yet, perhaps its not any one generation’s fault and is not so simple a problem to solve that we can point to and command people to proclaim their individuality and adorn the garments of uniqueness. Perhaps we can only ask each generation to submit a few creative candidates to the test of time, to decorate the city in small doses of spirit and energy until a finally the buildup of these talents burn through mediocrity to create a nest of spirit.
In truth, perhaps the lesson lies in the combination of the two principles set above, wisdom and beauty derive from the coalescence over time of small nuggets of creativity and spirit. After an indeterminate critical mass gathers we may safely regard that conscious city or mind with the respect garnered by its lifetime of accumulation.
Small creative steps over time. The mundane fills the multitude, but given enough time, small creative steps overcome.
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