Darpa's thirteenth publication is a little folly that we put on in the chambers of our press in the nights sometimes. It may be useful as an introduction to the practice of amateur meditation, or at least that's its pressing need. It makes long music from short texts we love and recall often. Every now and then we'll add another. The first is a coded lament with very warm breath. The second is a coded lament on a hook as a phrase and a prosthesis. The third is or will be, well ?