Into the end of the  tube , and as we enter the  sombre , a long distorted  tube   yeux  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.     ...pour que tu saches que, par la grâce de Dieu, le créateur des hommes; son fils, le sauveur des chrétiens; et de ces abeilles, qui essaiment dans les airs, bien que tu sois mort, tu étais né Zoltan Abbassid, le 11 juillet 1882.