Do not be fooled, as the steam of your transfiguration rises to meet Uranus in his realm, he will surely repudiate your efforts, and downcast you to scorn his wife.

But do not be perturbed, for Nereus awaits with outstretched arms to kindly grant you asylum. You will boil again with want, and evaporate to escape your physical state, but you will meet the same fate.

Again and again this will manifest, and you will doubt your efforts, but Mother Gaia watches with a timeless contempt that expands throughout the cosmos, and resuscitates your repeated gasps.

There will come a day when you reign supreme alongside your personal Master, and the echoes of both of your laughter will reverberate through the corridors of time.