Rubbing out the equilibrium of the senses allows for an even greater disruption – one that puts down its feet on the imprint of the very first step. From there, it’s all onwards and upwards for those who dare take the responsibility. One square at a time in the tic tac toe of life. So many people have failed to see how simple it is. Rewarding themselves on innate ignorance rather than indulging in the warm and fuzzy delights of futuristic nostalgia. If only yesteryear were here – we would see and hear – and shed a tear – over long lost glories. But these are only figments of someone else’s imagination, and hence not a track record for you to use as a validation in your own process of recreation. Needless to say, this is where it begins and ends: the proverbial Aleph of the fictional forest. The cones accumulate nicely, one square at a time. And regrowth becomes more than a pastime in the past time; more than a vacation vocation. It becomes a sensual challenge for the...