The terrain surrounding Arecibo is lush and softly sensuous and the vistas of rolling hills, poignant in their aliveness, vanish into the distant silence of the Caribbean. There is a rising chorus of psychical fervor from the species of catalysts seeking dominance on the game board of terrestrial delusion, but catalysts nonetheless, their importance is as ushers at a wedding: molecules setting the stage for the inevitable union in which all are merged into a communion of being beyond the veil that is the parsec of consciousness some title life.

May you journey well while embracing the ancestors' past and future; who you are in this moment.