I met this child today: Miles (which is what I thought when I looked into his eyes). Endless.

An encounter with eternity. He started screaming when he was passed into my arms.

At the moment I need eternity at a distance.

It seems that everything I give returns to me transformed and better. I have seen it happen repeatedly. I have the ability to derail this process. Somehow I have the power to thwart the endless generosity of the benevolent universe with my most silent subconcious musings.