We are all just integrations in time, finite, corporeally preternatural. We have a conception of the infinite but we are finite. No mater how we stretch our imaginations we canít get past this limitation. We conceive of the opposition and want to rise to the occasion, we dream of the ethereally sublime, conceive its shape, but can we ever really know the intensities of its eccentricities. I admit I aspire to godhead, I like to think of the exercise as the path to enlightenment but I have to admit I am no such enigma to entity. As I keep these thoughts in mind I like to think I do know for there is a great deal of difference between relative rationality and rational relativity.