Wid da Woman persnatch the archetectHolagpher shuld try agin. Third times the charm. Wo-man and man too incompatible other than the copulatory mechanism. Lillith of the Mud is the true mother we all gonna climb down into her womb. That is unless u rocketship yer remains outaspace. Then ya gotta worry bout stranglets declaring yer soul microquasar (Houston...we have a problem.../(ytyyfcghgcHjg}f\fg\£b£\f÷`h=yu~r\ff¥¥»r«gh÷`=\»¥»df«\f2{e»::÷;`jyhj~/g\:÷÷j)\ff6f~y÷;;!6c6÷b!•:÷jhj÷j÷•••.¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤)))))))). SS433 already has dibs on me my friend. I decide upon implosion vs. Explosion. Black hole vs. Supernova. Until then I quaver tiny superheavy neutrino beaconing my scream faster than light across all cosmos! Help!