What is there? I mean it in its more general
sense, what is there in the universe?, or in front of us? The basic question of
ontology will remain a continuous engine of delusions and misunderstandings as
long as we hold our naïve conceptions of myth. Giants turn into windmills and
these into power generators, machines that deal with electrons, or shall we say
fermions of the lepton kind?, or what myth shall we use to express our
ignorance?, or is it knowledge? The thinnest razor’s edge separates both, a
shade-like filament projected over our minds by the same mysterious object in
different moments of our fuzzy and presumptuous history.
Monday, October 12, 2015
Giants turning into Windmills
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