You and I are not two. In the identity of form, in the origin and in the end, we are one
I am responsible for your evil and your good , for your truth and your falsehood. I can do nothing to change you now, but I can improve you by improving myself.
Surprisingly to some, more and more scientific explorations and discoveries continously open the window to our human history further into the past. Daily scientific discoveries are slowly shedding light on the countless mysteries surrounding the evolution of mankind from primitive to complex. There are many anomalous factoids which disrupt what would be considered accepted "truth" by many people about how we came to be where we are today.
Things like OOPARTS, out of place objects, which cannot be categorized by the mainstream timeline are one good example. (Here are a few more well known ooparts) Similarly exploration of archeology continues to reveal an intelligent world civilization, stretching farther and farther into our past. As we learn more, we realize people had much more knowledge and understanding of our planet than we typically give credit for. And that, perhaps, what we construe as a linear evolution from primitive to complex, in regards to humans, is actually cyclical. A statement which would make any university professor cringe.
It could very well be discoverd, long after this has been written, read and forgotton, that the linear past we currently percieve, is actually only the tip of the iceburg; and that we might see past through the darkness of a primitive recent past, into a light of an ancient knowledge.
Of all the mysterious remnants of our murky human past, one of the most intangible is the cycle of language. Like so many great people have declared, and so sadly few embraced; a man or a woman in this life is limited in reality by the very extent of their own language. And we are the extent of what we take and learn and know; the words that we recollect are those same that define us.
Similarly, stacking words into phrases become scripts for our conversations, relationships, intuitions and beliefs. And further our business, our way of means to the end result of procreation and progeny, is but an endless commencement of revolutions of words; either malignant or benign, each in its own right.
America is an extension of Rome, which is then itself an extension of Babylon; plain and historically true. Our traditions, our law and our language are what most prominently define us as Western people. Having been separated by our Easterly counterparts some thousands of years ago, we live in front of a the backdrop of these elements, unconsciously as it were.
Every description, figure of speech and turn of phrase we use lives within the confines of our societal framework and our lingual boundaries. Equally our beliefs and holidays. Western seasonal celebrations merely disguise historical natural non-theistic cosmic homages. with the cycles of our holidays returns my reflections on such days. Why and whence they came?
What makes people unique; or more precisely, what makes us the same? Not only in physical similarities, but in actions, thoughts, habits and decisions. Do we create our own moments? Or do our lives moments create us? I created a discussion category titled "Individual vs. Singularity" the site FORUMS ... Log in and join the discussion.
You and I are not two. In the identity of form, in the origin and in the end, we are one 
Of all the mysterious remnants of our murky human past, one of the most intangible is the cycle of language. Like so many great people have declared, and so sadly few embraced; a man or a woman in this life is limited in reality by the very extent of their own language. And we are the extent of what we take and learn and know; the words that we recollect are those same that define us.
America is an extension of Rome, which is then itself an extension of Babylon; plain and historically true. Our traditions, our law and our language are what most prominently define us as Western people. Having been separated by our Easterly counterparts some thousands of years ago, we live in front of a the backdrop of these elements, unconsciously as it were.
