We Call Interconnected Order Beautiful. When Interrupted,

Inspiration Always Arrives Unannounced.

Human Forms Are Perpetuated Through Sex, And Sex Also Perpetuates Human Consciousness.

Anger Is A Wound Gone Mad.

Ridicule Is A Public Confession Of Fear.

Looking Up And Out, How Can We Not Respect This Ever-vigilant Cognizance That Distinguishes Us: The Capability To Envision, To Dream, And To Invent? The Ability To Ponder Ourselves? And Be Aware Of Our Existence On The Outer Arm Of A Spiral Galaxy In An Immeasurable Ocean Of Stars? Cognizance Is Our Crest.