Earth, Air, Water, and Fire; these are the four essential symbolic elements of any story. Each is massively, but not infinitely over-determined. The essence of these symbolic elements is imagination; the division into elements is conceptuality. The four symbolic elements constitute a symbolic tetrahedron, that is, a story.

Technical language abstracts the elemental from the essential, representing the theater as a factory. My waking experience has all taken place in the theater. To understand my experience, I must not lose sight of the essential. So I guess I would call symbolism a science of story.

It is interesting to observe, that in a time when the public is saturated in fantasy, there is simultaneously a call for more scientists and engineers. I guess that is what the script demands; a story about a people who try to lose themselves in the abstract.

The morning sun has risen over the horizon, rising like some great balloon of fire, and it is reflected in the still water of Harris Creek. Enough of this, I must act; play my part as a gardener somewhere east of Eden.