Without ink the author just has the thoughts. It can never come to fruition if the ink does not create it into something physical in this realm of existence. That is why we exist, to create what

You know who I am talking about, really everyone knows it even if they don’t know it they know it. That is because the author is present in everything. There is nothing that goes by it, that

Time doesn’t exist here, well nothing exist here. Nothing and everything all at once, this place is the original take off for everything we can see and not see before us. There was once a moment in