Reality wants to work out for the best. And rain has its reasons. Don't
pretend it's poison rain! It's raisin rain! Sometimes they get in an eye,
but don't cry! Battle cry! Cry your rally cry! Rally your reality! Don't
be hurt, Burt! Be even, Steven!

Don't assume the most evil consequences! This makes an ass out of you and
me and reality! It makes an ass out of all reality! Be commensense about
your commonspace!

The head and shoulders of the common phenomena
The fathead and broadshoulders

Head and lightyears above the common phenomena
Those patterns come down from space
They land in lightships
In electromagnetic lightships
And common polyhedra

They lay the tracks in front of you
A crowd of confused psychic Chinamen
Organize your overseers!
Straighten out the tracks and plans
Come to terms with the chemical blueprints

Chemical handprints
On the blueprint wall