Can cells sense something's wrong when cancer starts? The body as a whole is self-contained, complete, compatible in all its parts. Its function, features, fate are all maintained. What is this maverick madness, counter-fate, a tyrant spirit rending all awry to sap and warp, confound and mutilate, a manic mayhem forced to multiply? What kind of baneful guest is so engrossed within the selfish meeting of his needs to damn his future, jeopardize his host? Now everything that eats and shits and breeds, the very stars and waves, and wind and sand, must dread our gaze, the moving of a hand. Add a caption THOUGHTS AT THE BEACH AT NIGHT Can cells sense something's wrong when cancer starts? The body as a whole is self-contained, complete, compatible in all its parts. Its function, features, fate are all maintained. What is this maverick madness, counter-fate, a tyrant spirit rending all awry to sap and warp, confound and mutilate, a manic mayhem forced to multiply? What kind of baneful guest is so engrossed within the selfish meeting of his needs to damn his future, jeopardize his host? Now everything that eats and shits and breeds, the very stars and waves, and wind and sand, must dread our gaze, the moving of a hand.