(Barbarian, Gk fr. barbaros, originally meaning 'one who does not speak Greek, a non-Greek' -Webster's Collegiate Dictionary-)
What are we as humanity? Do we serve some universal purpose or is our existence something of chance in a chaotic cosmos? If there is order in this universe, to what is our evolution as races and civilizations attributed?
Throughout my travels in this great world of ours, from the Philippines and the Orient to Europe and America, I have repeatedly heard or read one common reference to beauty: "He looks like a Greek god!" or "She has the figure of a Greek goddess!"
Later that evening I had the privilege of meeting some Greek women, friends of Seferiades' sister. Here again I was impressed by the absence of those glaring defects which make even the most beautiful American woman or English woman seem positively ugly. The Greek woman, even if she is cultured, is first and foremost a woman. She sheds a distinct...
And why not? Do our bodies not accommodate particles of cosmic energy, the immortal, divine substance we call soul? And if so, do we not carry a god within our incarnate career?