Words, Images and music give me a sense of order in creation. Not because they are predictable and rational, but because they are the pathways to my soul.

They carry something beyond the ordinary hum of life and events, that tell me there is an deeper implicate order, beyond reason and preconceptions. Yes, I adore mathamatics, but only when the waters get deep and what we think is safe begins to move and slide a little.

Why is all this so appealing? Because we are not truly a rational creature at heart, we are not a robot of predictability. We are soft stuff and fuzzy logic, we are liquids and emotions and above all, we are far more than what we see. Like the ice-berg whose existance is mainly submerged in the oceans of waves and uncertainty, we are complex souls who need a place to lodge and melt a little.