Ron: (gerping loudly) . . . this sort ah bunk hazz been written mony times. Why hash through it again?
Lex: (sipping some wine) Some truths are worth repeating.
Ron: People must discover 'truth' fer themselves: writing is essentially futile.
Lis: At least dah art iz nice. I like dah earthy colors.
Layers of Life 
		Many spirits dwell in each being 
		just as manifold layers 
		exist in onions or trees. 
		Though our surface is obvious 
		our depths hold mysteries. 

		All living things are time machines
		and polychronistic pieces of art: 
		each adult contains an adolescent 
		and within that 
		is a far more ancient part.