My dear Jack, I am writing you this morning to let you into an awareness as you seek a conjugating pair. There are some things you ought to know – realities you must appropriate, for your own good. Life is not apparent. Things are not always what they seem. People are not always who they seem. I had thought to share this knowledge with you some weeks back, but the dimension of knowledge hesitated me. But here I am 36,000 feet above sea level, suspended between heaven and earth in the fuselage of a plane, writing you…