Some people are strange, others are odd. Many think these terms are interchangeable, but I see a difference. I believe the Odd are at least a bit more unique rather then just a set of quirks. It is the collective of oddities that parts these to persona's of abnormality. I submit that I am Odd in the sense that I recognize that as a person, you are who you say you are if you live life true to yourself. I am the combined elements of nature and time, the nexus of an intergalactic vortex that shakes the boundaries of existence. My mind travels from past to future in the blink of an eye and reeks havoc with the weight of a tremendous clap of thunder. This begins a gathering of weird and wonderful enlightenment. The culmination of alchemy and sorcery is the start the next chapter impossibilities that are born from an unlikely source. It is the mind of mutant on a quest for immortality who scrapes and crawls his way through the thickets dead things, wiping flesh and blood from his burnt body. This brick road is black and I am the Wizard of Odd.