Excerpt
CHAPTER ONE Before Thought Had Shape BEFORE LANGUAGE, MEMORY, or anyone had names for the stars or stories about gods or even words like before. There were still brains. There were still sparks in the dark. We don’t know exactly when it started, but at some point, something changed. Life didn’t just react to the world. It started to model it. To picture it. To imagine it. Not in words. Not yet. But in shapes. In patterns. In flickers of possibility. Somewhere between instinct and thought, a new thing was born: the image. Not what is. But what could be. Picture this: an early human crouched near a fire. It’s crackling, casting shadows. And in the mind, not on the wall, not yet, a shape...