Where Are We Really Going? Always Home.

The World Must Become Romanticized, And In That Way We Find Again Its Original Meaning For Us.

Philosophy Is Really Nostalgia, The Desire To Be At Home.

Denotation By Means Of Sounds And Markings Is A Remarkable Abstraction. Three Letters Designate God For Me; Several Lines A Million Things. How Easy Becomes The Manipulation Of The Universe Here, How Evident The Concentration Of The Intellectual World! Language Is The Dynamics Of The Spiritual Realm. One Word Of Command Moves Armies; The Word Liberty Entire Nations.

We Are On A Mission: We Are Called To The Cultivation Of The Earth .

I Was Still Blind, But Twinkling Stars Did Dance Throughout My Being's Limitless Expanse, Nothing Had Yet Drawn Close, Only At Distant Stages I Found Myself, A Mere Suggestion Sensed In Past And Future Ages.