By reason of weird translation, many such sets of instructions read like poems anyhow.

Yeah, I read Judy Blume. My mother didn't like that, but I read it anyhow.

Naturally enough, I couldn't have foreseen the vast sea change which has come upon that scene as a result of German reunification and associated events.

I'm perplexed, though, by your application of the term 'negative' to my figural imagery.

I don't see 'lines of force' as being destructive, except to the extent that they are exclusively traceable through observance of the path of distorted material left in their wake.

I suppose that the scope and implications of such forces have rendered my personal accounting ritual pretty much obsolete. That's how things sometimes go.