Thank you for the flexibility in gathering your betters. I am enhanced by the imagical collection knowing our connection is springy-sproingy and not absolute, for who wants certainty when the real goal is buoyancy? What a metareading of how assembly works: the possibility for pattern translucence is a motivator, an arsekick, the very coil which keeps tight until pried just a bit, revealing the glorious ratio of balance on variation on newness. Everywhere patterns, even craning to identify, let me find a pattern that resists recognition. For I wish to make music that attuned to limitation becomes through time irresistibly unheard.