My name is Daniel Webster Erickson. I come from a land made of processed trees. I will return there when I repose. I have been identified as similar to every great man who has existed, but as I exist in a world in which the concept of the Great Man is meaningless at best and violently upsetting at worst I have unfortunately never recognized myself. If I speak with the air of one sure in his opinions, that is because I am. If my opinions appear threatening to you, then I apologize. They are meant only to function as a record of my own experiences. A secondary goal is to change the way the world looks to human eyes, but as that is almost certainly unachievable it won’t come to the fore particularly often.
No characters or events appearing on these pages are meant to represent any person living or dead, except Daniel Webster Erickson