dichotomy. black and white cookies, the icing, so perfect, so together, so opposite, and yet so good. drawn between extremes, like the tagline of a transformers cartoon, like that one the ninja robot, apparently Nightbird from season 2, but ideologies, both external and internal expressions, words and throughts and actions, seeking harmony, even synergy, almost zen like, the merging of thought into action into being, and it starts with cleansing, with removing and purging of impurities, to return to singularity of self. it's really a lifelong pursuit of making the world into the mind's eye, the dream, the vision of the future made real. and the thing is, it's not perfection, it's not utopia, it's gritty, it's urban, it's what makes sense.