At rise: A handsome grizzly adjusts his bow-tie, grinning at a makeshift mirror hanging off a blue spruce, before sauntering down to the town where humans live.

The first inkling: Cephalopods use their ink for self-concealment. Cyborg-cephalopods, however, (which we are certainly most concerned about within this realm) are not only using electric-ink for self-concealment but also for self-realization.

"This mere word, spaced without space, affirming beneath all affirmation, impossible to deny, too weak to be killed, too docile to be contained, not saying anything, only speaking, speaking without living, without voice, in a voice lower than any voice." - MAURICE BLANCHOT

"What a hurricane. Gravitas. Wondering inside circles. All a sloppy walk. Space does not weave us, yet we grab aimless. A strange card flips. A hammer hits another nail." GREGORY MARK SONDROL © 8/4/19

Wardships windswept shore to shore wornweather planks blood dripped in the knots wild all in wisdom’s wastes cool pigeons know passing over water scarred orbs warlds of mobs multimimetica the windigo of the mirror. Are your moraleaves graveworthy? These clothes have no bayonet holes so I wear away. GREGORY MARK SONDROL © 7/28/2019

jar [ jahr ] / dʒɑr / noun A wide-mouthed container that is usually cylindrical, made of glass or earthenware, and without handles. Also: jarful the contents or quantity contained in a jar. British informal; a glass of alcoholic drink, esp beer: to have a jar with someone. (obsolete) a measure of electrical capacitance. On a jar or on the jar (of a door) slightly open; ajar. A jolt or shake; a vibrating movement, as from concussion.