It's a freedom we can't share, yes the pigeons will always have the best view of the city. As humans, it is impossible for us to cope with our lives stuck here on the ground. Always striving to jump higher, fly faster, to be as nimble as swallow or soar like a hawk. We fantasies, without even knowing it, about birds.
Birds hold on to a serious section of our collective conscious. It is without a doubt that from our earliest days birds have been around us and within us. Their demeanor is so non threatening. They flutter here and there, conclaves throughout our dreams.
Effortlessly the winged bird glides on a warm swell of air. Tirelessly humans try to harness this same power to no avail.