As for free will, there is such a narrow crack of it for man to move in, crushed as he is from birth by environment,heredity, time and event and local convention.

Everything can be seen directly except the eye through which we see.

To move, to breathe, to fly, to float,

photo © Anirudh on Unsplash

background photo Anand Thakur on Unsplash

photo © Mary Koval on Unsplash

background photos: Casey Horner, Jonny Gios both on Unsplash + Felix Theis (private collection)

background photo: Designecologist on Unsplash, drawing of neural networks from Gray's anatomy, public domain

photo credits – background: Johannes Plenio / restroom sign: No Revisions, both on Unsplash

and a well-shaped female skull at the root of Semitism

Giraffe photo: Simon Hurry, Black Jackal photo: Geranimo, both on unsplash

not to be confused with Logos

Words From the Swamps of Humanity to the Edge of the Arctic Circle

From Neolithic Hills to Blooddrenched Trenches

Cuoreosity captures the essence of our journey of living the questions.

He who despairs of the human condition is a coward, but he who has hope for it is a fool.

We need images and myths through which we can see who we are and what we might become.

A word is more than a mere combination of letters and sounds. The potency of words reaches the substrata of all of us. Words carry culture, carry history; they form and confine our thoughts. Words matter.

It seems like things want to fall apart.

We make a space inside ourselves so that being can speak.

Of course you don't believe in fairies.

Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.