September 18, 2001 - Provincetown, Massachusetts

Nothing about the landscape, the bay, the beach, has changed. If it were possible to be oblivious to recent events and the dam-burst of related information, one would not notice any shift in our societal circumstance. But the vibe is very different than before. A week ago, almost to the hour, we as Americans could not imagine the enormous spectrum of visual, psychic, and tangible burdens placed upon our collective beings that began initiation with The Attack.

Now… we all wait, attempting to breathe slow, calming ourselves, still not grasping the full implications of what has happened, and what is to come. Panic rises, just underneath our skin. The transmutation has begun. Our future life is unknown.

The War of Terror, the Aquarian War, forms.

It assumes shape, becomes real, from the very air itself.