The Magic of the Cities.

Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer

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Thursday, June 7, 2012

Pushkin Park Metrobus Station

"Have I outlasted all Desire, and My Dreams Have I grown apart; My Grief is left alone Entire, gleamings The Heart of an empty. The storms of ruthless Dispensation Have Struck My Flowery Garland numb, I Live in Desolation Lonely And Wonder When My end Will Come. Thus on a Naked Tree-Limb, Blasted By tardy Winter's chill Whistling,
A single leaf Which Has outlasted Its season Will be Still trembling. "
 - Alexander Pushkin


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