New York is dirty. And smelly.
New York is dirty and smelly and grimy and yet- this gaping white presence seems to take us in and remind us that it doesn't have to be this way. We all walk around in awe, with our heads high and our eyes wide. It's beautiful and it's refreshing and let it be said that NY is not in the right state to handle the vastness of this light, but here it is- behold.
And the irony is this: Oculus is a subway path.
It's made to be the bridge. To be a pathway. To service us- the ones who can't keep clean. It's perfection was made for us to use- and use- and use. It's the reason we got to where we are. It's the reason we aren't where we were.
And it makes me think a thought.
"For even the Son of God came not to be served, but to serve. And to give His life as a ransom for many." Mark 10:45