THE STREAM (pay no attention to the screaming man behind the screen)

It's no mystery to anyone that life can be very complicated. How do you get from here to where you want to be! Yes my friend life is filled with uncertainty. And then, other times... your path is very simple. The hows of your life... the what to do's become very basic. If you're lucky this will happen @ regular intervals in your life, those small moments of total clearity. I have never known anyone that was lucky enough to have a life without ever wondering... am I doing the right thing? That being said... Sometimes the point is simply to groove! It don't matter much what the situation is, could be your life, could be your job. You could be sittin' in with a Jazz combo when it comes on slowly. Suddenly the way is clear. The clouds between your ears part and you can hear the drummer laying some down, then you start to hear the bass, maybe some thick slabs of B3 come next. (Stabbing horn section optional) All this information starts crawling around the bandstand and i

What would you do if this was the last thing you ever saw? If 2 chain link fences & a box car were all that seperated you from the sweet hereafter? Would you regret the life you've led? Could you find a way to make love to the last 20 paces of your life or cry like a baby? 

Someone once said that a picture says more than a thousand words. I believe this is true but will the words be truth? take this picture for example. Times square looks pretty damn good! You could think of thousands of words to go along with this pic, but i doubt that any would touch on the desperate depravity that will always exist in this area of manhattan. So many people with so many agendas all meeting at this incredible crossroad. They pass, bump, tussle. All alone but flowing together never knowing the strength that lay dormant in their gathering and when they leave ...it's back to the flow of their own lives leaving that potential there, abandoned on the streets of Time Square.