Dear Reader, The documents you have just read reflect pieces of an idea. Veins of chaos run through them all, developing ideas about how society handles the matter. My process involved experimenting with forms of creative writing as I put off writing my expository essay. I noticed that I provided an interesting

I think it ended up pretty well. I hope I didn't go overboard with the “form is message” tactic in my poem for two voices. I hoped to . I’m also a bit worried about how I used the medium of that poem: I might not have used the two speakers for enough antithesis or comparison.

The central symbol included here, the golden thread, is the image of a frozen fire. I focus on it in the imagery piece “Whoosh” and include it in the other pieces, with the exception of the calculator program. This enduring flame represents the chaos to which nature exposes every man, woman, and child. Its icy prison is the container that humanity has labored to construct, a barrier against chaos that allows us to harness its power and draw from its energy. Our container is fragile, our social institutions and technologies are precariously balanced against the possibility of disaster. Therefore, the ice is brittle and caution is necessary. Regards, John Hruska