Publisher's Synopsis
Does all human passion, all memory, all imagination come merely from the chemistry in our brains, like the movements of a clock follow from the arrangement of its cogs and wheels? Are we just clockwork dolls? Or is there an organizing principle at work, something we can ask for answers to the important questions of existence ... something that might answer? Dave Burns has asked. Now he, and his friends, might not live long enough to understand the reply.
