My life isn't neatly cut into black and white. It was asinine of me to think it was when I was younger - I know this because I can look back to any moment of my life and think 'well, it sort of went both ways that time,' and so on. Everything I do; anything I'm a part of mostly belongs in the grey area. There's very few things I've been a part of that I can see were ultimately good through-and-through.
One experience that just bobbed up from the basin of my mind is when I first discovered MSN. I was ten or eleven at the time and my friend Robert pressured me into downloading it onto my computer. The wonders I saw in front of me are still beyond words. I knew I was staring at a revolutionary communucations device but I had no idea of how vast or powerful it was and it just felt amazing to discover that for the first time.
'It's been a prevalent notion. Fallen sparks. Fragments of vessels broken at the Creation. And someday, somehow, before the end, a gathering back to home. A messenger from the Kingdom, arriving at the last moment. But I tell you there is no such message, no such home -- only the millions of last moments . . . nothing more. Our history is an aggregate of last moments.'