..::'''++*** March 1, 2015 THIS. IS. IT. xx “Even daylight curls herself in night’s embraceThe laughing lady must have a darkness in her smile,Not dusky, more like midnight,Inky undulating pillows of ideas emanating from the InsideOutEmbellished with apertures framing opportunity.Refracting snapshots build an imageThe echo of a past productionYet familiar in consistency and familiarity; the bass notes with resonance and soundDynamic adaption to changequiet, subtle but conscious evolutionReflection. Growths breaking apart and reforming inNewBetter.Stronger Function over form.” — Moena Moxham “The day the mountains move has come.Or so I say, though no one will believe me.The mountains were merely asleep for a while.But in ages past, they had moved, as if they were on fire.If you don’t believe me, thats fine with me.All I ask is that you believe this and only this,That at this very moment, women are awakening from their slumber.If I could write entirely in the first person, I, who am a woman.If I could write entirely in the first person,I, I.” — Yosano Akiko, the first few lines from 'Sozorogoto'