Into the end of the tube, and as we enter the dark, a long distorted tube eye sweeps up to greet us, blink blink, welcome to the Darkness National Park, I'm your guide here, you probably don't understand what I'm saying yet (you nod in agreement, hoping this shows that you don't understand). Then the ship starts to really rattle, and you can't hear the eye-guide anymore. You're really traveling now.     . so you will know, that through the grace of God, the maker of people; his son, the savior of the Christians; and those bees, who swarm through the air, that though you are dead, you were born Zoltan Abbassid on July 11th, 1882.