THE SIGN TO THE CENTER OF THE WORLD
I know this way, walking in a certain path, down a certain street — following a line that’s been scribed for 50 years — that at just the right time, I will find a sign that reaches to the center of the world. It is just that point, a moment when the light aligns, and the mystery opens.
Standing there, watching others, I notice that some see it. And others do not. Some are right there, getting ready to see that opening, while others — they keep on walking by.
This sign — it’s a sign that many notice, but they don’t see how it becomes a portal, that leads to an opening, that at just the right time, opens the well — that casting of light — that leads to the center of the world, and what lies down, in, and beyond that. The sign even has the emblematic phrasing: “MARK” in it. You’d think that would be obvious. But it’s open to all — since it says: “PUBLIC” too.
To where — this signed opening — the light gate?
No where, in particular, but the center of things. Which might happen to be where you are just now.
When I’m walking, I’m always looking for the portals to the center of the world.
T | at the old street, the crossroads, Market Road and Mystery Drive
WORKING ON THE BRANDS THAT ARE HUMAN: