The Heart of Existence.

There is this mystery at the heart of existence. The child noticed this profundity at the dawn of her sentience- but could not of course articulate it- way back then... where always she felt it close, and felt its persistence - and has carried the mystery with its attendants, with her, all the way to where she is now.  These following attendants- wherein, whereof, wherewith, they have continually served to say no to her desire to flee to fantasy, or fancy- these things logic and reason - these they have forced her to work- even when she wants just to play- all the way to this place.

Here and now - - there is only this- mass and space (Masse und Raum). The soul and spirit only this, as we- you, me- feel, think, love, and remember... and perhaps long for 'deep eternity'. But this is not religion- this is something else. What word has power over all this?

Shall we think hard enough to command all this?

Remember too, of all this has come life.

Kalinzskii