of Hans Christian von Baeyer and any and
all articles of classical and quantum physics
and symmetry in nature that 'The Sciences',
'Scientific American' and 'Nova' could
muster up.

And along with this passion for pleasingly
parallel universes I questioned my atheistic
tenets on life after death.  Is this really it??
Do I really want to just rot in my stinking
grave like all good atheists do?  Somehow I
never made the connection between order in
chaos and the mysteries of what happens
after death . . . yet.

Then . . . my first child, my son Carmine,
was born on December 8, 1987.

Talk about eternity.

Something in my head was just burning and
itching to let go.  And it wasn't order in
chaos  or life after death or even having a
baby.  It had a new name.

Infinity.