Thought into idea, line into shape, essay into poem, we shall know the unknown when we enter into it. The musky aroma of lapsang souchong, the silent course of the moon, the sound of beating wings, the beautiful unknown is always just a step beyond. Even now, when art and music and drama are reproduced ad infinitum, there is still the urgent need to find fresh insight toward some manifestation of fulfillment beyond our current concepts of sameness and difference and newness itself. As you step across the threshold into this anisotropic tomorrow, take hope as your companion on the way. It is the only talisman you will need.