There is something inescapable, even through time-travel. That is the unbearable weight of moving, the intolerable dankness of breathing, and the incurable scope of wanting. It may be that we as individuals are ultimately insignificant, doomed to run the required maze and die. But what if we choose not to? We may never become able to lift our singular stain and leave fragrant petals. Yet if we consciously attempt an altered state, can all our burdens become pliable?........