Unconscious Polities emerge independent of conscious purpose.

That shoreline where the island of knowing meets the unfathomable sea of our own being is the landscape of myth.

When we come to an edge we come to a frontier that tells us that we are now about to become more than we have been before.

What is at the higher levels of meaning consciousness is like a hyperspace in which each point is equidistant from the other and where 'the center is everywhere and the circumference is nowhere'? The mythologies of the occult seem like baroque music: there is an overall similar quality of sound and movement, but, upon examination, each piece of music is unique; Vivaldi and Scarlatti are similar and different.

The future is beyond knowing, but the present is beyond belief.

The more chaos there is, the more science holds on to abstract systems of control, and the more chaos is engendered.

Hominid and human evolution took place over millions and not billions of years, but with the emergence of language there was a further acceleration of time and the rate of change.