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Man is a God …
Man is a god in ruins who has forgotten his own divinity.
All our yesterdays
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage,And then is…
When I began …
When I began I was a man of science. I believed there was no proof beyond what we can see and test and prove. I don’t believe that anymore. Now most nights I wake up in a cold sweat convinced some deeper truth may reveal itself in my dream, if only I can hang on…
All That Is Solid Melts Into Air.
“There is a mode of vital experience — experience of space and time, of the self and others, of life’s possibilities and perils — that is shared by men and women all over the world today. I will call this body of experience “modernity.” To be modern is to find ourselves in an environment that…