How can shape become a process when to take shape is a con crete-ization, a motionlessness where history stores its sweet wines until they sour on changing any more; it's a question that pauses until the practice continues to determine if it's a game or something even more serious. Life and death each refuse to take themselves lightly, make weight into a gravitational principle of the beginning and the end accelerating toward each other until the collision that the mission anticipates occurs and ends those sweet and beautiful elliptical ellipses.