Of an Anaxagorean Mind


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?


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?