Orderly flowing slopes and soft depths,
Receding planes in odd perspective colored by contrasts of light,
Escher-esque designs and pseudo-static loads of b.s.,
Integrals and derivatives give way
to imagery via words and neat doodles,
and the air is afloat with melancholic notes from speakers,
Strategic chess that's only 4 moves deep
still beats ninety percent of those claiming to know the game.
Finally, with His word in my hand and Him in my heart...
I understand that 'Emotional Being' doesn't have to mean 'being emotional'
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