I do not know why the idea has taken me so, but I cannot stop thinking about it. I'm ready to make a commitment. Everything is in place. Everyone I need has been notified. All of my knives are sharp. Sure, there are many attributes one may hone, many elightened positions to which one may aspire, but I will completely transform, create myself anew. The revolution has begun, with or without you.

You will not know me when it is over.

None of this bilateral symmetry nonsense for me. I shall not be twofold, aligned on a single, limited strand, tunnel visioned, and lost to all possibilities but the tedium of forward. I shall radiate perfectly outward. I shall feel and move with all of me, in every direction, with thousands of probes, and with strong, supple arms. I'll be irresistible. I shall open many shells with my persistence and my strength but my center will truly be centered, private, my own. Only those who know how to look, how to search past my spiny exterior will have the privileged intimacy of catching a glimpse of my lips, my teeth, of my mind, of my self. I will relax with confidence beneath the weight, salt, and cold of the matrix surrounding me, comfortably fitting to every surface, to every challenge. I will write and draw as well as the most enlightened starfish in the ocean.