Wordpress now has my collected ramblings (minus one extraordinarily bad fiction piece, what was I thinking?). My surrender is sincere still, but has, perhaps, more than its fair share of the narcissism of humility.
Onward, children. Plato-Narnia awaits, and in a millenia or so I might find someone who knows someone who heard from someone else's someone that it can be found five mystics away in the land of Where The Sun Does Shine, Sometimes, Dude.
The Pearls Are Cooling. So far.
