What is this light?

This luminous thing from out which we and our words appear? Retrospect and turbulence are those blooms which make space & time a solidity, fixated in the fluid ricochet of the coalescent mind.

Plato said that lights streamed from the eyes, illuminating the constructs of this world. Generations of youth have said that the mind is not a passive observer, soaking up the impression of its civilization, but that being is exploration.

The organization of cities when seen from an alternatively optical perspective of scale can resemble the inter-connective artistry of our very own oxygenated body.

New technologies ever more accurately observe and recreate elementary particles, cataloging a compendium of the universe' physical interaction at the speed of light.

Computers borne of the vacuum-collision halo of psychedelic electrons are solving equations in interdependent networks of silicon and addressing holographic space to document instances of time.

Visionary alchemists have ascribed this metaphor of cosmological symbolism to the dimensions and processes of the exquisite fiber-optic corpse we see as Our Form.

"Those who look for the laws of Nature as a support for their new works collaborate with the creator." - Antonio Gaudi

The architectonic Vetruvius, seeking the ballet of his truth, designed his work in ratio and feature to his own.

And every drop in the ocean was once, perhaps many times, transformed in-to a snowflake that glided to the quintessent Earth before we emerged.

Cheers.