Logos (λόγος) is a Greek term central to the thought of Socrates and later Greek philosophy. It signifies reason, word, principle, intelligible order—the capacity of the mind to question, define, and bring clarity. Logos is the light of articulation. It examines, distinguishes, and seeks coherence.

The Depth refers to the interior dimension of the psyche explored by Carl Jung. It signifies the unconscious, archetypal ground, symbolic life, dream, shadow, and the collective layers beneath conscious thought. Depth is not irrational; it is pre-rational and trans-rational. It is the well from which meaning rises.

Thus, the title does not suggest opposition, but encounter.

It names the meeting place between:

-rational examination and symbolic revelation

-conscious inquiry and unconscious foundation

-clarity of thought and mystery of being.

“Where” implies not a location in space, but a state of integration. It is the inner moment when analysis does not dismiss myth, and myth does not evade reason. It is the union of dialectic and dream.

In the song’s arc, the title signifies the transformation in which:

-questioning descends into the psyche,

-the psyche rises into articulation,

-and both are transfigured into wholeness.

The essence of the title is this:

Truth is not complete when merely reasoned, nor when merely imagined.

It becomes whole when what is examined and what is symbolized recognize one another as expressions of the same ground.

That ground—this meeting—is the place the song seeks to evoke.

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“Where Logos Meets the Depth”

From marble silence, a question formed,

From shadowed depths, a symbol stirred.

One sought truth in the open square,

One found gods in the inward word.

Voice of reason, bare and bright,

Voice of dream, in hidden flame—

Across the centuries they stand,

Two seekers calling the same Name.

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What is the soul, if not examined?

What is a life untested by fire?

Speak, O depths, of what lies hidden—

Is wisdom born of pure desire?

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The soul is older than your question,

It dreams before the mind can see.

Beneath your light there moves a shadow,

A darkened root of unity.

Must light descend to know its ground?

Must darkness rise to wear a crown?

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Reason turns and faces mystery,

Mystery opens into form.

The question drinks from archetypal sea,

The symbol walks where words are born.

Not two, but one in deeper motion—

Mind made whole by inward sight.

The examined life meets living myth,

Day embraces sacred night.

Know thyself…

Become thyself…

The knower and the known are one.

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From agora to dreaming cavern,

From dialectic into dream,

The soul ascends through self-reflection

To find the Self it’s always been.

No longer split by thought and image,

No longer torn by doubt and fear—

The logos weds the archetype,

And truth becomes interior.

All voices join

We are the question and the answer,

We are the seeker and the way,

When light and shadow sing together,

The human heart becomes the day