when in doubt i listen to Brian Eno.
musically feeling stagnent as a flie in a spider trap.
i have so much to share and all i can muster is cursive ramblings these days.
the truth is hard to tell and feel okay with it.
the consumer has become more important than the citizen.
compassion has been packaged to make us all stand still.
some are dying to live and others likelly to die.
what else would lure a fox from the forest except song and dance?
i don’t like the distance. i don’t like the lack of facial expressions.