The ship sailing the seven airwaves          - Call it Hyper-Reality if you want, but it is an unnecessary, intermediary step. It is Reality. There is a ship, one sailing the seven airwaves, and we are all its passengers. You cannot leave it on a whim. No one can. And you are therefore a victim of nature's causality, of any gust of wind, any wave hitting its side, throwing it off course, throwing you off course. There is no right course, no wrong course. Everything is random, and everything may transform from one moment to the next to something new and unrecognizable. I was dead. You were alive. Now, I am alive, and you are dead, and I swim like a fish in the sea.    Marlon Caine generously explaining existence to Colin Dexter                Return to Alarums of Reality main page Return to Midnight Fire Media main page Return to Firewind main page