eleusinian NDA

I would give the greatest sunset in the world for one sight of New York's skyline. Particularly when one can't see the details. Just the shapes. The shapes and the thought that made them. The sky over New York and the will of man made visible. What other religion do we need? … Let them come to New York, stand on the shore of the Hudson, look and kneel. When I see the city from my window — no, I don't feel how small I am — but I feel that if a war came to threaten this, I would like to throw myself into space, over the city, and protect these buildings with my body.

Perhaps it really doesn't matter whether we generate a sense of meaning from within ourselves and project it onto a non-sentient universe, or perceive the objective reality of a meaningful, intentioned cosmos. Either way, our lives are changed and enriched.