The Surface (n.) is the most fragile thing there is.
The Surface (n.) changes the nature of everything that ascends to it.
The Surface (n.) in its pure form was perhaps hidden from us by Others.
The Surface (n.) leads by sliding to the other side, which is nothing but the opposite direction.
The Surface (n.) sets the riddle: how do we live on the surface without getting stuck on the shore?
The Surface (n.) is where the unlimited climbs once the Stoics are done: becoming-mad stops rumbling underground and becomes impassive.
The Surface (n.) has its monsters too — the Snark and the Jabberwock have claws, and can snap one up sideways or drop us back into the abyss.
The Surface (n.) is how depth acts: bodies in their measureless pulsation organize surfaces and wrap themselves in them — a sphere is the least surface for the most matter.