My life is a kaleidoscope that has cast fragmented patterns upon the few eclectic pages that follow. A kind of snapshot of who I am. Nothing stays the same, happiness waxes and wanes and sometimes everything spins out of control.

Is there really life after death? I don't even believe in the gods. But I love tangling my brain trying to contemplate the extrordinary wonders of Space. I name the universe Nature. Nature is everything. Except for time. Time does not exist...