The threads of reality can not be picked at in earnest and then be expected to be the same reality in the end. Things changed ever so slightly last night, nothing purposeful or overt, but a reality created itself and died last night in one instant..... and I remember it. It�s like being touched by god, or how I imagine it would be like, I suppose. Someone creates a thought, a doubt, and idea... a reality (or at least, a possible one which is basically a reality). Synapses fire and a new world is created for a brief moment. The protectors take notice and move with blinding speed, intent on murder... destruction of this new reality. Ah well, it was interesting while it lasted.

But what was created existed for one moment, one perfect moment. What more can we expect out of it? So now reality is altered because that moment existed. Nothing will change, of course.

She�s like dancing with lightning.

We now continue with our regularly scheduled program.

-G