by Christos Polydorou
Our bodies ground us like an anchor grounds a ship; they do not define us. We escape our bodies all the time, and have out of body experiences, in which we learn something about life either through something we read or something someone said. Words rock our world; if anything defines us, it is them.
We go to words, eagerly, with a willingness that could be mistaken for innocence, however not naiveté.
They even convince us that we can be heroic.