Peripeteia

Reversals. Aufzuheben. Syntheses.

Spring-time comes in July.  In propinquity of the grave bar, I belatedly give birth to my own mind.

A tripartite approach for the new medium: excogitation, manuscription, and exposition.  In scratch-pads and minifeeds past, my still-born intellect lay naked in the exposing light of fiber-optics.  I begin to abjure the comfort afforded by streamlined simplicity to purchase some extensibility and participation.  And hopefully some trajectory.

And to the lexically challenged (or lazy) reader who does not deign to consult references that lie distant keystrokes beyond their grasp, there will be at least one column for you.