We Are Creation

We are Creation. We breathe because we taste the air, and expect to breathe. Surrounded by the world, we see the snow, we believe, and thus we shiver as though with cold. Born with the universe transplanted in our minds, we grow, we sustain reality by expecting it, by investing in it our thoughts. Around us, we see the land, its people - we watch them age, die - and duly we anticipate such a process for ourselves - expect it, and it occurs, and we expire. We are Creation: Creative, Created: w...