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“Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us
so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging

among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a

long war…

Mostly the animals understand their roles, but man,
by comparison, seems troubled by a message that, it is often said,
he cannot quite remember or has gotten wrong… Bereft of instinct,
he must search continually for meanings… Man was a reader
before he became a writer, a reader of what Coleridge once called
the mighty alphabet of the universe.”

-Loren Eiseley

Image by: Joshua Fleming

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