Cyberpackets - a pictoral poem by T Newfields

Nadya: Some of this is incomprehensible.
Liao: Isn't that good? The edge of comprehensibility – where conscious meaning
dissolves into unconscious recognition – is the nexus for all creativity.
Gus: Ah, I hate metaphysical discussions! Each so-called "insight" merely invites a new set of questions . . .