and how we forget to our peril, and how technology makes us forget, and sustains us, making us unsustainable, fragile as memory.

and i hated that man who had that dog nina,

blue king. ?.

but i've been attacked before, there be bullies, and like the dogs i sort of forget, but if i had remembered meeting the man before i would have avoided the frozen hellcircle, the model yacht pond.

for no good reason the pump's called blue king.

and we would have just waved and smiled and walked on.

it gave me a lot to think about. how do we take care in such a harsh destructive and violent world. i can take care of mister. i can't save the trees or the fish or any of the other creatures, but i must take care of copp.

it was memory we needed to survive.