| Sometimes a reaction is expected, I think.
Sometimes a sign is not intended for you.
hence, I hear,
Every system, a totality.
Though made of same substance, randomized combinants of matter keep the totalities in flux.
I too use E.S.L.
Sometimes one's thoughts supercede one's grasp of one's language. Sometimes a bent ear is requested.
But I don't understand La Mangra, except as a remote Tibetan outpost, in rugged terrain. The embodiment is somewhat akin, I'm sure.
"Truth, few words."
-Lakota |