The advancing hexagonal projection of the bee television, which keeps distance tilts back to show us its true pentagonal form. Once I met the man who painted all the small pictures that are just above eye-level in the corridors of the Capitol Building, who told me about the Scottish Rites and other sorts of rather pedantic mysteries that surround our Masonic forefathers, one of whom he obviously considered himself. I cannot reveal more about the conversation because it stopped there.     On the wall of the room there was a vibrating bookshelf, which held a crystalline book.