Nothing Is Everything That Doesn't Happen At

From Our Human Experience And History, At Least As Far As I Am Informed, I Know That Everything Essential And Great Has Only Emerged When Human Beings Had A Home And Were Rooted In A Tradition. Today's Literature Is, For Instance, Largely Destructive.

We Ourselves Are The Entities To Be Analyzed.

Profound Boredom, Drifting Here And There In The Abysses Of Our Existence Like A Muffling Fog, Removes All Things And Men And Oneself Along With It Into A Remarkable Indifference. This Boredom Reveals Being As A Whole.

The Will To Mastery Becomes All The More Urgent The More Technology Threatens To Slip From Human Control

The Song Still Remains Which Names The Land Over Which It Sings.