. Come in, come in. Be well come to this place. If strangers were not welcome, then you would not have found my door open - and I would be sadly short of visitors to invite. We are all strangers after all, are we not? Though you may at times find my essence here, you may not leave knowing me better. Sadly, that is the way of things. This is not understanding. What can bleeding little shards, strewn about this room, offer to a one? One who could understand that, would understand why. . . . View & Sign