The journeyer is at home while underway, at home on the road itself, the road being understood not as a connection between two definite points on the earths surface, but as a particular world. It is the ancient world of the path, also of the "wet paths" (ὑγρο-κέλευθος) of the sea, which are above all, the genuine roads of the earth. For, unlike the Roman highways that cut unmercifully straight through the countryside, they run snakelike, shaped like irrationally waved lines, conforming to the contours of the land, winding, yet leading everywhere. Being open to everywhere is part of their nature. Nevertheless, they form a world in its own right, a middle domain, where a person in that volatized condition has access to everything. He who moves about familiarly in this world-of-the-road has Hermes for his god, for it is here that the most salient aspect of Hermes's world is portrayed.
— Karl Kerényi
Kerényi is describing a mode of being that the Roman road — straight, purposive, empire-building — systematically destroyed. The winding path does not connect point A to point B; it belongs to neither. Its logic is not arrival but access, the condition of being open to everywhere without being fixed to anywhere. The volatized traveler Kerényi names is not someone who has transcended the ordinary world; he is someone who has entered a different relation to it, one where the middle is not a transitional nuisance but the substance itself.
Hermes governs this because Hermes is never the god of destinations. He is the god of threshold, of the moment before the decision crystallizes, of what moves between. The soul operating under the logic of destination — the ratio of desire, the certainty that arrival will finally end the longing — will find no Hermes in that orientation, only the Roman road: efficient, merciless, pointed. The snaking path offers something harder: familiarity with the underway as a dwelling. Not restlessness dressed as wisdom, but genuine habituation to the middle domain, where access is total precisely because ownership is zero. What you carry on that road is not a map. It is a tolerance for the winding.
Karl Kerényi·Hermes Guide of Souls·1944