Calsutmoran is a benevolent god. This I know to be true. I haven't met him, but in some of my more bicameral moments he's shown me things. This I know to be true.
The world as I need to know it is about aesthetics. This I know to be true. Calsutmoran decorates things. He makes things look nice. He makes things look three dimensional. This I know to be true.
Calsutmoran also spake unto me about a journey. There is no endpoint to the journey. It's a trite statement but a good statement. This I know to be true. The wind Calsutmoran blows through your hair informs your bicameral subconscious about the distance that will be traveled to a destination that is a lie if it is ever reached.