It is inherently human to muse about life and it's ultimate meaning...
As each little gem of understanding comes forth, there is a thrill of getting nearer to that mountain's summit....
Diana....
So many seem to dwell on the "why?" Except perhaps those who have "faith." They already know why. I prefer to spend my life on the "what." I revel in learning about new discoveries all the time from both archaeology and anthropology about prehuman and human discoveries that tell us a lot about ourselves… The what that may give clues to the why. My delight in these new discoveries is endless. To spend too much time on the why tends to result in circular thinking. Which came first, the chicken or the egg.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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As each little gem of understanding comes forth, there is a thrill of getting nearer to that mountain's summit....
Diana....
Ron