The teaching and effort of all, of all, Philosophies, Science, Technologies, Arts, And Poetry, Is to return us to our origins. But, we can't go back as we were, We only can become, Merely become... Ghosts.
All will pass: our achievements and failures, loves and hates, religions and science, but this will remain: the wonderer looking into the distance, the mist rising over the horizon.
The space between us life gets in the way time gets in the way space gets in the way space gets in the way...
© Lau Tiam Kok