The Astronaut Nature

Conversations and/or "monologues," or else something else, about the one subject that is really difficult to explain, summarize, divide, or simplify because it is all those things already and none at once (upon a lapse.) It is clearly tricky because it is not completely that, only sometimes and all the time. It doesn't move from its constant journey, where it always moves. Sure it can be silly, but we only know a thing or two at any time, and that's the truth. So if one nature is what rules, nature is artificial too. There, go away now. Or not.