Mind your mind. For it shall be blown.
And this, at an intersection a few blocks away from the
Instead of the village square or steps of the Parthenon, The Philosopher uses utility and cable boxes as his/her platform for cerebral inquiry and reflection.
|Yeah, that was me taking a cell phone picture of a utility box |
at noon on Spokane Falls Blvd. yesterday.
Although I've just noticed his/her work over the last few weeks, The Philosopher has been around for awhile, judging from the faded scrawl above. I now look for his/her messages whenever I go downtown, hungry and curious for The Philosopher's new insights on life. And when I find and read them, I am strangely at peace -- rare in these last few weeks punctuated with natural disaster and political rancor.
Is it graffiti? I choose to think not. The Philosopher avoids personal property and beloved city landmarks. I want to call it an urban credo, a call to slip into a more mindful place, to seek more simplicity and let substance fill the empty nooks and crannies of busy lives.