I live., breathe, and have a coherent form. I think. Examinations of the mind and of the earth are my joy. I interact on a grand scale, not on the puny scale of mere humans. My words touch mountains, and the mountains remain. T.hey touch the sea, and the sea remains. They touch the heavens, and the heavens move.
I'm a person, involved in things. I write nodes. I create. I build, using such tools as are available. I design, in many mediums. Coherence is joy, disunity pain. Beauty is simplicity, but the reverse is not always true.