How would i know that? Are you hearing yourself? How are you doing? Are you here, hearing me? How would you do that? I'm in a tower, looking down on people. How is that? Why is that?

The other day I found a large rift in the universe. I peeked into the great nothingness. Nothing of value. There where three small men standing at the gates of hell, hollering at me and telling me awful things about my mother. It was gravely unpleasant. Not for me, not at this juncture.

Everything is extremely hard to understand. Please understand that. Hear. This is how we do it here. However, this is a story about time and space, nothing to scoff at.