Poetry minds its own visionary patterns, enlarged by greater atmospheres.

History, like poetry, always has a parenthesis from a global scribe.

Freud, a mystic rationalist; Einstein, a rational mystic; Nietzsche, an
irrational mystic.

Gogol tried to burn his own novel credulity for God.

The bifocals of the sciences see details only in perspective.

Wisdom needs a healthy eye to witness near and far.

The brain is portal to the soul; the body immortalizes the brainchild's soul.

Sleep washes through the solvency of our dream lives.

Lapidary epigrams feed our timeless epigraphs.

Our past counterparts echo from distant cultures, art colonies, and our future infrastructures.