The Piper at the Gates of Dawn

Originally written January 3, 2006

We can be heroes, just for one day.

You tell yourself you can't save the world. You can barely get out of bed to keep yourself a functioning participant in the land of the living, let alone play the roll of the white hat.

When ragnarock came, that was supposed to be the end of it. Project Mayhem had come to an end, and everyone retreated back to the power cave. Penguins couldn't stop that momentum. Its called a change over. It happened twice last year, evolution and mascarade. Our time had come to pass. What was and what was never supposed to be.

Until the New Year's Prayer. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? Trigger that dead zone, flashback humor...one for the road. I created this, I am this. And ground zero never felt so good.