InFinite Gestation

This page, as myself, will forever gestate ad infinitum and, at the same time, forever present itself as a finished product, inevitably static, desperately dynamic, perpetual change captured as still snapshot by the observer themself, defining for their own perspective what polished workmanship herein lies from their point of view a simple piece of incomprehensible gibberish parsed piece by piece contradictorially in development and yet ready for the public, completed work, crafted with intentional scuffing as a result of process as product itself.