How thirsty we are for a touch of the pure spiritual being. The more urban the environment, the greater the need. How many millions crammed themselves into Central Park that day to “see” the Dalai lama? Or was it to see Richard Gere? Or was it just to be there?
If you study the picture, far far away towards the center is a black square dot. No that’s not the stage, that’s one of the loud speakers. Keep going back until you see another smaller white dot. Yes, that’s the stage.
How many people could have heard the Sermon on the Mount? [See the scene in the Life of Brian for an idea of how it may have worked] But that day, you could hear the voice of his Holiness as you approached the entrance of the park. Would he send out mystical waves? Were you in the presence of a spiritual being, or in the presence of the analog air waves being manipulated by his voice?
The dog and little girl in the foreground are closer to Buddhahood than anything else in the photo. Right there in the nearest clearing is the holiness that the crowds are searching for on the impossibly far horizon.
Yep. They’re in the moment that the rest of the crowd has come to find.