
Life.
Out of things that are dead.
Logic.
Based on axioms that just make sense.
Questions.
Based on answers that no one can forget.
Shhhh…
Keep quiet. We are celebrating.
A whole cosmos.
Based on what we said…

Life.
Out of things that are dead.
Logic.
Based on axioms that just make sense.
Questions.
Based on answers that no one can forget.
Shhhh…
Keep quiet. We are celebrating.
A whole cosmos.
Based on what we said…

We try to be perfect in our definitions. We refine them over and over again. We must succeed. To understand the cosmos. And yet we miss the elephant in the room.
In a world full of definitions we invent…
Who are we?
(Who defines me?)
Search for the only one thing that does not need a definition.
Find it.
And when you do, cherish it.
Keep it.
And leave it there to be.
Without giving it a name…
I am nobody! Who are you?!