Why does the caged bird sing?
Creasy: The gunshot holds no fair, say it.
Pita: The gunshot holds no fair.
Creasy: You welcome the sound. The sound is what lets you go. The sound is what frees you. You are a prisoner in those blocks until you were the sound.
(This is the pool scene from one of my favorite films: Man on Fire)
Maybe that's why the caged bird sings. To welcome the sound, to let go, to seek a flavor of freedom.. Just noticed the birds on the the top right of my my main page. Funny, they were there all along -- took a while to see them -- guess it's easy to miss something if you're not looking for it. Freedom perhaps?
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Only is San Francisco |
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That's what a 10 hour Caravan ride does to you |
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I wonder if these shots made the cut |
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Bits & pieces make a whole, baby steps. |
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Zeplin Ride, Higher love. |
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zen |
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I love my [Broke,Little,Rich,Girl] - Olivia Agostino |
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You know that one supposedly "insignificant" moment that you remember perfectly from your childhood? This will def be mine in ten years. Lucky for me, it was captured --- |
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Art Gallery, San Fran |
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Mother nature, you've been Oh-So-good to me. |
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Right across the inmate's caged "playground",
is a bird's sky limit. The irony |
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San Quentin State Prison |
I'd thought I'd save the best for last, a big believer in happy endings. The parallelism of these last two pictures defines my experience of San Francisco. I hope that the caged bird never stops singing, I know I won't.