Amigo Wonka

There is a dead spot in the night, that coldest, blackest time when the world has forgotten evening and dawn is not yet a promise. A time when it is far too early to arise, but so late that going to bed makes small sense. It's times like these when one seeks company and solace in virtual escapism, which frees humanity of time. For time is the great enslaver of us all. Time that ages us, time that limits us. Think how often you have wished to have more time for something, or wished you could go back a day and do something differently. When humanity is freed of time, old wrongs can be corrected before they are done. Welcome to my stupid channel, wherein somewhere inside me, a madman raged in his cell, but I chose not to know of that.