The entering in to active remembrance of the garden of Eden, the Elysian Fields. The dislocated structures of the mind re-flourishing with glimmering seeds of unity. Ruby sprouts shooting like firecrackers and one of these guys that tend to help around the scene shifts laughs, and you can pick physical manifestations of time crust out of the air and pulverize it to fairy dust. And as we all know, fairy dust makes dreams come true, and it evaporates all entropy. Prometheus is in fact rising.