Every tuesday evening i trek, perilously, through the farthest reaches of the earth, the highest mountain tops still unknown to mankind, and through the deepest caverns that run beneath the world, where light is so rare and unwelcome that its tired, slow, and scared. As the time reaches ever onwards towards midnight and the moon shines, hauntingly beautiful through the tops of the jungle canopy i lay; Beaten, broken, starved, and desperate. The clock strikes midnight and i am sent into a vision; a reward for my constant effort, and a smile could be seen on my face, if only by the night prowlers and chimeras of the strange place im in. And this vision holds the secrets of the universe explain in one simple sentence. It is wednesday my dudes