So was it the mythical god Mercury, that lesser god of happy or unhappy happenstance, that divine trickster, who gave me my glittering wings, that I might fligh higher than any other being in order to see the true wonder and magic of the starry heavens; then having done so, who more recently brought me to the very edge of death as his myth declares he can, just on whim, just because he can…. Indeed I like to think it was him, for such behaviour befits a lesser god who likes to create a little havoc on his travels, as well as on those unpredictable quantum levels of uncertainty no doubt, in the universal journey of creation.