Sunday, October 26, 2008

The World

It's a fragile thing, this thing the Greeks called 'Cosmos'. It is all we have, it is all we think we make of it and all we see. But it is tissue thin, and dissolves for us at the moment of our passing.

The World is not the only real; it is the thin shell of reality, much as we tend to view the Sea as only its surface and perhaps the next five metres down. But the Sea is a thin skin over a progressively hot and molten ball of iron, a furnace made for powers like Hephaestus and the myth of the phoenix. So too is this Cosmos, this World that we see.

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