1:1:1 Upon the first day of Mozeria awareness, visions from the light were held, different from the other animals. They were of a square, then a circle, then a triangle then two combined, then three. Tones were moaned from our new found mouths. Ma, Ha, Pa, Hope. The significance of both led to the third, which they drew in the dirt. I, II, III. In glee, they looked at each other with a new found sense of being.

1:1:2 Language grew, as did the coordinated efforts of those, those whom saw the light. Soon they grew from cave dwelling prey, to great predators. From shelter-less animals, to erecting structures. From pushing sand, to pushing air, into the sky and space beyond.