Well this probably isn't what you think it is. My view of the sky was last night in Toronto. It was blocked by castles and towers of finance, shining and gleaming in the night lights. I pondered on those that worked within with their magic black boxes and meetings in rooms silenced by doors... and I thought... there would be few stones they would not turn to hold to what they have..... and look to find more. Looking down on tiny figures walking the streets, how could they possibly see their significance?