[me with a broken arm, age 2]

I have seen the future, where the battle between good and evil that has raged for millennia is fought to conclusion, and the struggle for our hearts and minds is decided for all time-- we survive. Maybe. But only by discarding the question that confuses us-- what do I want? And asking what the world, what the universe, wants and needs. Asking,

what does life itself expect of me?

(frank black)

[moon/sun]

/continue striking my fancy\