Prologue — The Canvas of TimeLife begins with a brushstroke.No one hears it, but if you listen closely, there is the sound of color spilling into the world: a quiet hum, like water over stone.The canvas is vast, stretching farther than the horizon, but we are too small at first to see it. The first strokes are soft and blue—so light they almost vanish into the … [Read more...] about The Journey of Life in Every Color