I don’t know where or when any of this started ? the big bang, the primordial soup ? I honestly don’t know. When I look outside the window of the train or a plane, when inside the car, the rain drops, trickling down, or running across it ? Where did any of this come from and why. I didn’t create it, but I know it is dangerous. R or anything that eludes me, something I can’t remember, or forget easily. It never sticks, just stays elusive, wants me to give. Calm them down. But time is running, it can’t wait, they only know one thing that they will come. Those are the constants, I don’t understand them. Is it so hard to believe ? Why wait, try them, stop them from being social, if not for R, then what else could it be. Then they’ll come. Keep the noises low.