Principi

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Spiral evolution — like the signature DNA that crafts our biology — could we be living spiral lives too? The sun rises every day, but to Voyager 1 and 2, its path is a tangle of outward spirals. I meet myself every day, yet my atomic composition must have changed. The toddler testing gravity becomes the elder succumbing to it.

So what’s “me,” and must I tie myself to a single definition? Are longitudinal waves — sound waves, if you like — the way I reverberate at a subatomic scale? Is this why the senses, particularly hearing, are so bizarrely fussy?

I’m not looking for biological or scientific answers here. I’m searching for frameworks that allow the mind to settle and the soul to smile.