Two men carried me eighteen miles through the jungle. A Baptist minister, and a wandering Jew. But they didn’t do it out of fear. They did it out of love. And they did something else besides save my life. They showed me something I’ve known all my life but I had forgotten: there’s a spirit in man that’ll survive all the reigns of terror and all the hardships. Man cannot achieve the authority of god, and no man, whether he’s a politician or a general, should try. The spirit in man is godlike; eternal, indestructible.
James L Brooks ambient cinema of communication. Adjacent monologues with no connecting thread; conversations without meaning. People struggling to understand each other. Too many words, not enough listening. Then, a pause. No more talking, only listening. A new kind of listening. Listening to the pulse of the moment, settling in to our surroundings. I am here, you are here, this feels good. I enjoy being in your presence; your eyes reveal your openness, your curiosity, and it is rubbing off…