A Poet's First Contract Is With Truth.

If Form Follows Function, As We Know It Does In This Universe, Then Consciousness Will Adapt To Whatever Form It Requires In Order To Function. Hopefully, It Will Also Develop Its Fundamental Function; What That Is May Be Debatable Within Many Schools Of Thought, But It Is Indisputable That Evolved Thinking Recognizes The Universality Of Life.

Space Is As Infinite As We Can Imagine, And Expanding This Perspective Is What Adjusts Humankind's Focus On Conquering Our True Enemies, The Formidable Foes: Ignorance And Limitation.

A Poet's First Contract Is With Truth.

We Call Interconnected Order Beautiful. When Interrupted, We Call It Chaos.

Little Did The Artist Know, Who Neglected His Appearance In Favor Of His Work, That The Years Would Produce A Breed That Spent Hours Meticulously Acquiring A Neglected Look To Appear Like An Artist.