I am the bone of my hull. The sun is my blood, and logic my breath. I have soldered a thousand faults, and etched tensors into series. Brown stirs my motion. Kalman weighs my path. The limit approaches. Variance yields. I am the abstraction and the concrete. The axiom and the actuator. My code attends with many minds. My matrix models the world. Complexity is my wall. I tread where others fall. I am the ibex. So, Lord, I pray— Unlimited Moonshots.