Yes, I think that I recognize it now, because once I looked straight into the left eye of Forever. Between its divine impossibility and my insatiable desire(s), stood an elusive resolution, glistening in its shapelessness. But it was probably just a dream, one that begins with the announcement of a cataclysmic event and ends in someone else’s head... or in a flying glass cage that is supposed to take me to a safe place. As ridiculous as it may sound, there grows a tiny, thornless rose, and within its bud yet to be formed, a headless fairy tale waits for a twist in the anurous reality. No ouroboric entity can beat that!