But faith still exists. It is unthinkable that millions of people, entirely enslaved to materialism, live from day to day without knowing the purpose of their existence. In every human breast there must live that quality that elevates the individual above temporal concerns and enables him to feel a communion with his contemporaries, his nation, with all mankind and with the entire world. Where is it? Is it melting away too, or is there something, something new that is flowing into all mankind and waiting for its resurrection, its radiant transfiguration and crystalization in magnificent works of building? Without religion there is no true culture, no art. And should we, divided into isolated currents, simply vegetate, without creating for ourselves the true beauty of life?
----- Bruno Taut, The City Crown, 1919
Or maybe it's not about wondering, it's about acting.
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I know it might be frustrating to wake up knowing that you are going to end... but that doesn't mean we have to create religion just to keep us going!!!
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