Why? Who was I?

I looked back at this blog and I do not recognize any of it and yet I know in my heart of hearts that the style is most definitely me.

Who was I when I wrote this blog and what has so changed to make me dis-remember the world so.  The post previous to this one gives a clue but it is quite small.

It leads me to think that the verse has changed but not completely because otherwise why is my blog so alien to me.  Have we perhaps collided with another verse and this is the result, little bits of the other verse spread throughout our history like so much flotsam and jetsam.

I think that Wallace maybe the key, I do not know him but I will search for him...

Remains to be seen...

Wallace, Louise and Bob are off traveling in fact they are probably already there and I am sure Fred Sun would like to love to know where but that remains to be seen.  Is Wallace in fact coming for you Mr. Sun, to knock your empire down into the dust from whence it came, it remains to be seen.

Whatever happens Wallace will survive it whether the rest of us will remains to be seen.  Why will he survive you ask, it is quite simple he is a fixed point in the Multiverse made so by his unique encounter with the Tartarus gateway and how do I know this, because I can see.  I do not say I can see the future, that line is not yet drawn it is but many times many dotted lines spreading out in all directions.  Actions converge and reactions diverge, the line is not straight and effects can be cause.  Inaction is still a form of action, many players on the stage, many babies at fonts small in the priest's arms awaiting a dab water or not, we see forward and back and when it all comes down to it, in the end it all remains to be seen.