There are many layers in this work, and lots of the layers have writing of some form - writing that is not meant to be read straight forwardly. As the layers developed, I began to think of the work as a sort of Rosetta Stone. If one could decipher the layers, meanings would emerge and be clarified. The titled is perhaps a misnomer, however. These writings are destined to be a mystery forever, arising as they do from some primal, non-verbal core of my being. One may glimpse a meaning, but one may never grasp it with certainty.