The Song Still Remains Which Names The

The World Worlds, And Is More Fully In Being Than The Tangible And Perceptible Realm In Which We Believe Ourselves To Be At Home...by The Opening Up Of A World, All Things Gain Their Lingering And Hastening, Their Remoteness And Nearness, Their Scope And Limits. In A World's Worlding Is Gathered That Spaciousness Out Of Which The Protective Grace Of The Gods Is Granted And Withheld. Even This Doom Of The God Remaining Absent Is A Way In Which The World Worlds...all Coming To Presence...keeps Itself Concealed To The Last.

What Was Aristotle’s Life?’ Well, The Answer Lay In A Single Sentence: ‘he Was Born, He Thought, He Died.’ And All The Rest Is Pure Anecdote.

Technology Is Therefore No Mere Means. Technology Is A Way Of Revealing. If We Give Heed To This, Then Another Whole Realm For The Essence Of Technology Will Open Itself Up To Us. It Is The Realm Of Revealing, I.e., Of Truth

From Our Human Experience And History, At Least As Far As I Am Informed, I Know That Everything Essential And Great Has Only Emerged When Human Beings Had A Home And Were Rooted In A Tradition. Today's Literature Is, For Instance, Largely Destructive.

I Know That Everything Essential And Great Originated From The Fact That The Human Being Had A Homeland And Was Rooted In Tradition.