The elevator doors are closing again. Trails of quantum souls and other ethical types can be seen on the surface; it doesn't make any difference at this point whether you are inside or outside, the view is just the same, there is no inside or outside, just as there probably isn't escape from one to the other. Birds are chirping.     J'aime mes frères, et je crois en cela. C'est ça, le pouvoir de l'amour.