One of the most requested pieces so far, Kaiidth (What is, is).
The extraterrestrial equivalent to “c’est la vie,” this Vulcan philosophy proves to be apropos in any number of situations — Tribbles nibble all your quadrotriticale? Stubborn southern doctor severely slandering your sound logic? Fallen through a worm hole creating a splinter universe where you are haunted by the once-again young and vibrant faces of all your long-dead friends? Ah, well. Kaiidth.