Foreword
Though we’d like to believe our thoughts and
words are never lost, we simply cannot keep
them all in that state of conception or web of
successions. There’s nothing like a fresh idea,
a spec of fleeting stardust in the cosmos of our
minds.
I scarcely know what to call the space and
time we’ve spent gathering and molding ideas.
We document, discuss and build. We stretch
and dig. We grapple and propel to heightened
depths of our understanding.