Be it so, then I answer'd I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book with varying fortune, with flight, advance and retreat, victory deferr'd and wavering, (Yet methinks certain, or as good as certain, at the last,) the field the world, For life and death, for the Body and for the eternal Soul, Lo, I too am come, chanting the chant of battles, I above all promote brave soldiers. Walt Whitman, from "As I Ponder'd in Silence" This is going to be the non-fiction section of the book. pareidolia noun 1. the imagined perception of a pattern or meaning where it does not actually exist, as in considering the moon to have human features http://www.dictionary.com/browse/pareidolia The trouble with so many of the extraordinary experiences and encounters I've had has been that they can be so easily dismissed by conventional explanations. The following story is not one of those experiences. I am going to start this section of the book with a true tale of tangential relevance; its importance will be made clear towards the end.
