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You open a heavy steel door. You stand in the presence of an unfamiliar figure whose details you cannot make out, surrounded by fountains and illuminated by a strangely inviting blue light. The figure greets you:

O weary traveller, may thy stay be a pleasant one.

You have made it to my website. What is it that you wish to see? The navigation bar is just not for show.

What is this mirage page? you ask yourself. It changes whenever I feel like it. Sometimes this might be daily, yet sometimes this might be but once a year. It respresents a snapshot of my consciousness, be it something I’m currently into, be it something I’m currently thinking, be it a piece of fictional writing. Nothing means anything; it might all be no more than the asinine babble of a deranged person.

Everything is temporary. Want to keep it? Save it.