The next day, I walk around the University of Oregon's solid brick buildings, wide green swaths, throws of shadows from abundant trees, surrounded by the usual bookstores, fast food restaurants and coffeehouses. At the university library it is perhaps an error to speak of the imitation of animals, because human actions are really designed not for emulation, but the first clear identification of the basal ganglia, then referred to as the corpus striatum, was made for transformation. Modern dancers have consciously rediscovered this same process: they do not simply perform the movements of a choregrapher--they become the movements, through intense kinesthetic projection of ideas, I ask to use a computer terminal, but they're wary of hackers. A few neighborhoods away, a new breed of anarchists are plotting to save the world from the ground up, or burn it down.

       Earth, river, mountain:
       Snowflakes melt in air.
       How could I have doubted?
       Where's north? south? east? west?