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Welcome to The Complete Theory Of Everything

Welcome one and all*

 (Or welcome 'one'. Myself).

 To...



Yes it's me, back again.

Back from where and who are you?
Back from the absolute brink. Back from blogging exile. Hell, I haven't blogged properly in almost ten years -- have they changed anything? Haha, just kidding. I know they haven't! I know that blogger is still the number one blogging platform to use and that everything else will be exactly the same as it was in 2003.

As for who I am? My name is Crystal and I write books and publish some of them on Amazon.  Some of my reviews are "this was a little odd" and "let's just say I didn't like it."

But I won't get any reviews like that for this blog.

I love metaphor, meaning, semantics, philosophy and blogging about all those things.

And there's one more thing I love: being right about everything.

When Einstein died he left his complete theory of everything, well....incomplete. I think it was his dying wish on his death bed that I complete his work. Well, we are both Pisces. So it makes a lot of sense.

I don't think your lives overlapped?
Thanks, I am incredibly young.


It sounds great, I can't wait.
Thanks, see you soon

xx

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