As the story goes, humanity was once not so polarized as it now stands. It was, instead, triadic - made of three genders.

The children of the sun were not unlike two men pressed together, back to back, unable to ever completely look one another in the eye. The Solists were discerning and wise. They would travel end over end arms akimbo as the rolled to their destination.

The children of the earth seemed like two women joined at the back, facing opposite directions. They walked like crabs and waved to everyone as they passed. These Gaian Beauties were warm and caring and known to give the best of hugs.

The children of the moon were exactly like a man and woman, a sun and earth, desperatly holding onto one another through the muscle and flesh of their backs. As one would try to move one direction the other, not wanting to be left behind, would move to follow accordingly. As such the Lunatics would walk in small circles that would eventually geting them somewhere close to there intedend location.

Yet the day came, like all days tend to do, when these children saught to venture out on their own. Their wonderlust led them to seek something they only knew as "the self." Compounded by their petty bickering between their two halves, they decided to seperate themselves from themselves and move out into the void.

They pulled and pulled with all their might - some went northward while they others went southward. Some rebelled goinging eastward and others, not to be outdone, went westward. Before they left they all promised to one day return back to themselves and rejoin their old ways if they did not find this the self. As they traveled, however,they began to lose their way and eventually forgot of their promise.

The children could no longer tell the differences from each other and got even more confused then before. How would they find the "the self" if all they couldn't even remember whoelse was a part of them before. Eventually all they knew to do was go on the new look of the childred and make "Men" and "Women."

We, however, present to you that moment in time in which two shining stars, a Solist, did rip itself a sunder. Drifting apart in spirit this child pulled and cut and tore itself a part. Only after they did this did the two realize that ne'er the twine shall meet, again.