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The Walrus and the Carpenter: a grand procession between two opposites, two extremes, disorder and order. But can that process be reversed? Should it be reversed? Is heat death irreversible? If the law of conservation reigns supreme and nothing is ever lost, then is constant change preserved? The carpenter Jesus builds a house of many mansions and gives life more abundant, while Buddha unmasks the house-builder in the extinguishment of nirvana. We are asked to be the salt of the earth and yet remain unspotted from the world, to be in the world but not of it. We must become as little children to enter the Kingdom and yet we must put away childish things. Is there ever an Hegelian absolute knowledge with its end of history? Does the state ever wither away? Does Professor Faust ever say in his heart, “Let this fair moment remain,” as he sweeps back the ocean with a broom? Everything hangs in the balance of chaos and order, darkness and light. Does the lion every lie down with the lamb?
We listen for distant echoes of the Big Bang. Does everything leave its trace on the palimpsest of being? Is there any evidence to be found of a universe’s death. Such an autograph of death would be on nothing less than a certificate of re-birth.
The unanswerable question is the unmoved mover of the soul.
Is God a question?
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
- Thomas Wolfe, "Look Homeward, Angel"
The world is transformed with words, one person at a time.
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