thought is experimental. otherwise why bother. i feel a little crazy, naturally, the lousy weather goes on and on. they will destroy the world until we're all dead, so be it. i still clean the swamp. and some soul plants barley circles and mister fertilizes them with good thought. thought is experiential. otherwise why bother. kid, i say, try cleaning the swamp, it's futile yet strangely satisfying, it's a hella lot more satisfying than tv or jrotc.