The Labyrinth of Human Culture
Like the dream of a mute, expressions of ultimate reality cannot be communicated. Thus we create labyrinths, in search of the Perfect Word that cannot be translated.
A labyrinth due for demolition
This shed had been habitable once. You could occupy it of a summer afternoon ten long years ago, with ample space at the table where one could read and write and sip one's slowly cooling green tea, the cup continually refilled from the ever-present steaming kettle.
The never-ending quest…
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