introspection
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“What is Truth?”
His hands dipped into the cold water one washing the other – how fine these fingers used to be – the slightly yellowed edges of his woolen wrap dampened, the purple stripe vivid even under the sunshade “where does that purple come from,” he thinks someone told him once about a snail in the ocean…
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Idols of the World
There are idols in the world. The dark, churlish lurkers, the bright and shiny golden calves, the multi-headed monstrosities of ancient times; unambiguously different yet they all share the same origin: made by the hands of humans. It is almost impossible to express the reason for this type of work. Why do people create gods…
The Numinous Cosmos 