Where am i now? Lost. Forlorn. Small. A million light years away from Father Time. Distant the Mother Nature of moaning, groaning, biting storms with five am lovers like happiness absent in delirium seas. i am here. i am now. Lost i am to the dying star of time's father. To the dying nature of mother's lost and winded sails like sheets flapping in cosmic flatulent wind. Ah, the blog. My friend at last. Come with me to see what once was and will never be, oh feverish days.