There is a strange beauty in feeling lost. If you don’t know where to go all doors are open to you. Randomly knocking on them isn’t the most fun activity at times, but here and there serendipitous events can truly be the key to unlocking an insight that gives a floor plan or at least a direction in this house of cards of a world. I had a vision that this is my last lifetime on earth, which makes everything all the more interesting. In fact, a lot of strange things have been told me in dreams. From me apparently dying in the year 2150, which means I would then be 151 years old to being the incarnation of archangel Gabriel. I truly don’t know what to make of this, if it means anything at all.