Whether or not we purposely destroy our own records, history does this through a variety of processes that make it necessary for us, occasionally, to carve down into the stone of shared understanding something simple and elegant to help us cooperate more constructively. But, usually before that time comes, some tablets are thrown down in dissatisfaction and frustration. These broken tablets are the beautiful artifacts of a passion for justice. As an artist, I found these fundamental visual forms were a starting point for the new theological geometry we would need in a world rapidly networking toward an awakening.