...the nightwatchman at the Lincoln Monument, and the Liberty Bell, and at Lady Liberty...
...are seeing double....they are so hot, right now with a summer high heat wave....maybe just like in 1776...
The places are the same, just look all different...less than 300 years of a country...
....just enough time for America to become a destination....and for California to be the west coast frontier destination within America...hundreds of thousands of university students from hundreds of countries and places come here to find something....something of themselves...it was always in them....right...it had its traces back all the way to their younger days....a seed planted by someone, somewhere, somehow, to come to America and to make the special place California....
Or maybe the signal came from outside the student. Some calling sound. Like a beacon that just brings you closer in...
If it came from within, it means then that California for the millions, has some special symbol that fits with a universal yearning spirit within the free spirit of people everywhere. It has deep soul roots, if it came from within...that makes this place powerful.
If the signal comes from other sources, then millions hear it, and respond. There is some kind of powerful California music out there.
It may be far simpler than philosophy. It may be the blue-green crashing surf, the spirit of the people here, it may be the cars and freeways, like nowhere else.
Souls seek their place....and this place plays the music that millions hear and sing to...
........Happy Birthday, America, from sea to shining sea....
..........Keep playing your music, California.....from your heart and soul straight to me...
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