In the labyrinth of language, terms are not mere signposts but living, breathing entities, shapeshifting according to the winds of context and time. They are slippery creatures, these words, wriggling out of one’s grasp like eels coated in oil when one tries to pin them down. You utter phrases using specific verbal tools, and they seem to resonate with an inner harmony, a symphony that aligns perfectly with the underlying logic of the era. This logic, this governing rationale, is not s...
eternal recurrence
Do things repeat themselves? Does the world feel like an ever-turning merry- go-round that seems to be going in circles? Most people in the modern world believe in linear time. They think there is a past they can look back at and remember, as well as a future they can look forward to and try to predict but never fully know until it finally arrives. We are often told that we are evolving, that things are changing, and indeed there does seem to be increasing change and modernization, at least ...