We humans exist in that sliver of time dividing past and future, in the space between inexplicably small and inconceivably enormous. Historically, the majority of us have lived in transitional areas where land and sea meet. Our own planet lies in that ideal middle zone between too hot and too cold that allows life to flourish here. Cusps have been good to us.
The visionaries among us try to encompass the vastness that stretches beyond the parabola of our existence- a parabola can be thought of as an ellipse that has one focus at infinity. That’s the human condition in a nut shell, isn’t it? Every single one of us striving for infinity; through our works, through our words, through our progeny.