the critical and dead numbers on the coronavirus site were transposed so it appeared the death toll had drastically decreased, but it flipped back overnight. it feels stupid to look at this anyway knowing it has little relation to the true number which will never be known. the number from the virus of 1918 is wildly variable. numbers speculate but we know the true toll is devastation, as with the neoliberal virus that surges even through panic and pandemic and is the real scourge of the planet. that's life. the virus we have to finally contend with is hate. we can't sustain this level of hate much longer. i'm no expert but that's how it feels. also we see how quickly nature might recover in some ways if we could just stop fucking everything up.
a star flower for mister and you. i gotta zoom therapy in 9 minutes, be back in 59.
a star flower for mister and you. i gotta zoom therapy in 9 minutes, be back in 59.
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