Two photographs to mark the fall season.
Time slips by in the hourglass
You can hear your name
Sand slides through the stranger’s hand
As he deals the game
This need to determine meaning characterizes humankind and distinguishes us as a species. The search for meaning permeates every aspect of our lives; it frames our existence. This search itself provides comfort in a world of chaos, a method for keeping us sane. It is an innate part of who we are and its function is integral to our continued survival. If we dwelled on the knowledge that we are blips in the history of the universe, it would drive us insane. No other animal shares this fate. Our quest for purpose defines what it means to be human.