boxes raze the seer sits behind a hulking desk that holds a cardboard box. here is what you do: you write down where you want to go. you hand him the slip of paper stained with your nervous prayer. he drops it in the box. then you disappear. a boy too young to grasp what he's yearning for offers two words. "the_past". his wish granted, he returns to the man he was before being born into this body. he attends an informal funeral. he approaches the casket, sure he's broken something badly enough that he'll see himself lying lifeless on a bed of velvet. the mourners part to let him pass. he stares into the vacant face of death. she's no one he knows by name. he loves her just the same. 260523 what's it to you? who go blather from