Our civilization is first and foremost a civilization of means; in the reality of modern life, the means, it would seem, are more important than the ends. Any other assessment of the situation is mere idealism.
We are all of life who stepped from the sea trading weightless journeys of the currents We are all of life who build and tear down and build again to find gold and silver to find scars that weep and bleed to step from the sea to stay with the sea
He wrested the world's whereabouts from the stars, and locked the secret in a pocket watch.
The secrets of evolution, are time and death. There's an unbroken thread that stretches from those first cells to us.
When the true history fades, ask education and the unbiased story tellers