The Heart of a City

September 14, 2009

There is an underlying rhythm, a pulse deep within the body of this place. Surely this city has a heart, although it is not characterized like a living being; it is much more of a rhetorical entity. While a heart like this is fed as it feeds, it is a complex mechanism that operates both above and below the surface. People depend on this sentimental being, a being that destroys more than it can create. More so, it destroys what it creates. This is not to be confused with what living things create, because this city’s helart is the foundation of our lives, slowly inspiring demise. Strange it seems, the similarities with a civilized human heart…

Life is in the hands of a sentimental people, myself among them, and i cannot seem to bare the thought for much longer.

But it is with sychronization of hearts that i hope to find what the city has to offer–All cities have a heart of inevitable decay, but Madison has a curious sense of innocence. People do not always find what they seek here, but i feel as if it is the creation of opportunities that guides many to and from here.

As i look from a table outside or through a pane of glass from inside, i see many things i sought to leave behind; these are the things that can never leave my life in a city; hungry people, the glazed over eyes of suffering, heartless ambition, dying wills, wage slaves, industrialization, consumerison.

But yet there are some with a glimmer of hope in their sky.


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