title: Shattering the Crystal Face of God
author: Mr Meade Fischer
description: "Exploring meditation, metaphysical poetry, quark physics, kayaking, off-road camping, conservation, wilderness hiking, philosophy...in colorful prose and provocative imagery." -- <i>Carmel Pine Cone, Feb 16-22, 2001</i><br /><br />"I recommend the book to anyone who has wished that they were more than an armchair traveler." -- <i>Small Press Review, Mar. Apr. 2001</i>
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  ## [Dedication](9780062997593_Contents.xhtml#r_idParaDest-1)
  
  
  _For Marcus_
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ## [Prologue](9780062997593_Contents.xhtml#r_pro)
  
  
  “Ready, Mrs. Spencer?” he asked.
  
  
  _No_ , she thought. _Not ready at all._
  
  
  “Yes. Go ahead.” She wanted the crowd assembled behind them to hear her.
  
  
  It was a noise like nothing she had ever heard. A bang would be the easiest
  way to describe it, but it was more than that. Shattering. Cracking. Hundreds
  of years of history and memories collapsing as the wrecking ball swung into
  the house.
  
  
  Her house.
  
  
  She watched the honey-colored walls fold in on themselves, watched as the ball
  smashed through room after room. The crowd gasped with each swing.
  
  
  It really looked like a doll’s house now. You could see right in, the rooms
  rudely naked without the front of the h