Here, at last, was the rift that lay beyond Darwins tangled bank. - TopicsExpress

Cindy Chami Hutchins

Here, at last, was the rift that lay beyond Darwins tangled bank. For a creature, arisen from that bank and born of its contentions, had stretched out its hand in pity. Some ancient, inexhaustible, and patient intelligence, lying dispersed in the planetary fields of force or amidst the inconceivable cold of interstellar space, had chosen to endow its desolation with an apparition as mysterious as itself. The fate of man is to be the ever-recurrent, reproachful Eye floating upon night and solitude. The world cannot be said to exist save by the interposition of that inward eye -- an eye various and not under the restraints to be apprehended from what is vulgarly called the natural. I had been unbelieving. I had walked away from the star thrower in the hardened indifference of maturity. But thought mediated by the eye is one of natures infinite disguises. Belatedly, I arose with a solitary mission. I set forth in an effort to find the star thrower.

Posted on: Tue, 11 Nov 2014 18:05:46 +0000

Here, at last, was the rift that lay beyond Darwins tangled bank. - TopicsExpress

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