I Really Like Science Because It Seems

Music Forecasts The Past, Recalls The Future. Now And Then The Difference Falls Away, And In One Simple Gift Of Circling Sound, The Ear Solves The Scrambled Cryptogram. One Abiding Rhythm, Present And Always, And You're Free. But A Few Measures More, And The Cloak Of Time Closes Back Around You.

All We Can Ever Do Is Lay A Word In The Hands Of Those Who Have Put One In Ours.

All The Different Ways We Know The World All Come From The Brain, And They All Depend On Each Other To Make Sense.

Everything Interests Me.

We Will Live With Racism For Ever. But Senses Of Self, Senses Of Belonging, Senses Of Us And Of Others? Those Are Up For Grabs.