Osculating Circles await...

[astarcambiata]

Had I known that each such choking, quivering illusion foreshadowed in the wearier of nights would bear their seeds, I'd have paid more respect to my dreams. Had I known how quickly it would come to fruition, I'd have left my words 'til later. But so soon, I fear I've spoken out of turn on an empty stomach.

So pardon my penance.