The first book ever read to me was the one you deemed the grandest of affairs. And yes, the likes of what becomes of the deals struck when one's fears becomes the guide and the sad nature of nothing to show for it resulting in more of the same. And progress, not to be had, turns the light of day into a perpetual witching hour of a life. Fear induced creating progress delayed.

Thanks for sharing. It had a theme for the ages while indicative of the times we live in. That which we need is not more of the same, while comprehending the heart of where we have come from to better guarantee we progress when the time becomes ours to create sort of theme is what I loved about your work.

Eric