This afternoon on the corner of Bermondsey Street I saw three Italian girls, all looking at maps on their phones. Each was turning her phone to orientate the map better to the street, but at the same time, the phone was turning the screen in the opposite direction in response to gravity. And so as they stood there, all three cartwheeled their phones round and round. The October sun was shining brightly.
One of D. T. Suzuki’s books ends with the text of a Japanese monk describing his attainment of enlightenment. The final poem reads, ‘Now that I’m enlightened, I’m just as miserable as ever.’
