Our protagonist pierces the veil of illusion…

…and 13.7 billion years of perception takes on a new perspective.

Tattoo, layover

We find ourselves to be more than meat and potatoes. We are the air…the water…the sunlight…the earth…

…we are Indiana Jones and the space between spaces…

…we are Mother Theresa and the Holocaust…oil spills and IPhones…

…we are Alpha Centauri and Cracker Jacks—with a nifty little toy inside…just waiting to be discovered.

Our protagonist listens…patiently awaiting the next move…

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