there's a self in a blog and a self in the world and a self in relationship and down inside maybe all the selves converge. even if you're sixty you still gotta change. if you are slow to learn you gotta learn late. you gotta change because you're gonna be changed anyway. it seems like the weight of the world is living unconsciously. that's why we have monsanto poisoning us, shooters killing us, and sick fucks like trump doing world crimes for the worldwide criminal corporations. and then there is us, little individuals, couples, family and friends, social groups, trying to survive physically and also keep our spirits alive. think of somewhere safe when it feels like there is no safe place in this world. i think of the record i used to listen to a lot called i will not feel sad in this world and in memory it was the saddest music i ever heard. maybe that's a way to not succumb, to feel the sadness and make music and release it in the air. yet with all the music emanating we will have a sad atmosphere. if we plant more trees we may clean the air some and continue to breathe, but they're cutting down more trees every minute.