Anaximander

In the boundless, there is no place for gods to dwell, only the eternal process of becoming.

The moon receives its light from the sun, shining by reflection like a mirror in the night.

Time measures the cycles of justice among the elements, ensuring balance in the cosmos.

The first animals arose in the sea, encased in thorny barks, from which humans emerged.

Nothing comes from nothing; all is transformation of the infinite substrate.

The heavens rotate around the Earth, driven by the vortex of eternal winds.

In contemplating the stars, one sees the order hidden in apparent chaos.

The apeiron encompasses all, divine in its impartiality and boundlessness.

Eclipses occur when the fire-breathing tubes of celestial bodies are blocked.

Life's origin lies in the moist depths, nurtured by the warmth of the eternal fire.

The cosmos is a sphere of harmony, where hot and cold, wet and dry, find equilibrium.

Man, like all creatures, must adapt or perish in the flux of becoming.

The unlimited is the mother of gods and men, unseen yet ever-present.

Rings of fire outline the paths of sun, moon, and stars, visible through apertures.

Justice in the universe is not punitive, but restorative, through natural cycles.

The Earth remains stationary because there is no reason for it to move in any direction.

From the eternal whirl, worlds emerge and dissolve into the void.

The soul is breath, infinite like the apeiron, animating the mortal frame.

Celestial bodies are quenched fires, reignited by the cosmic breath.

In the boundless, all possibilities dwell, awaiting the spark of necessity.