What is better, the glass bulb, or the flickering energy within the bulb?

The bulb alone is lightless. Inert.

The current of electricity uncontained is dangerous.

Together they make precious light.

So goes perhaps the relationship between quiet mind and wild mind.

Between two people. Within one person.

(Then there are the people, inside-out, the bulb lost within the electricity sparking furiously all around as they hurtle through life. What is life without dangerous gifts?)