I am not disputing the convolutedness of the description of THE STATE. I am querying the reason for the convolutedness of THE STATE itself.

Comfortable, with whispers brought by the winds and flapping of wings and sails; embraced by water; grounded by soil and warmth by fire.

I followed the hints and made an egg. And my heart sings every time I look at it. Now it's in my living room, right in front of the...