See, that's what I mean...YOU are not aging and the frame feels wrong. The reason it feels wrong is because you're closer to pure Truth in your innate nature, and all them dang cells are marching to the drum of a Big Lie, the Time mechanism we all hum to. I embedded this whole metaphysical bepuzzlement in a couple of chapters of Beyond the Cascader but I never got my hands on a real tower to bring down in order to put a stop to all that foolishness. Who knows? Maybe the button is just around the corner, so to speak...