“An sich zerstreut” (trans: “scattered in itself”) is a quote from Immanuel Kant, Critique of Pure Reason, 1781 (B133). This seems to resonate with some essential quality of the strange new materials being created in the lab. (I have been reading Kant on the train to the CSIRO, as a kind of philosophical OH&S induction – I think it works!)
A long anticipated package is delivered to the CSIRO workshop, but upon opening it, nobody quite knows what is inside the containment vessel or how to activate it!
A poetically resonant start to my residency perhaps?