i wish i could look into time and see what happens, but do i? in our bone sap we know. my wishes are mostly will o' the wisps anyway. actually i don't wish often, i just say it could be worse kind of facetiously. if wishes were fishes they'd be just as mercurial. anyway i resolved to give up cigs and new years resolutions long ago when i quit booze. now i resolve to live in the eternal now like dogs rather who actually anticipate with a certain dogged resignation to fate—but dog, i cant give up for wishin somethin anyway no matter what i say though i don't know what i wish—to live in love & peace, to not die of the virus, nor exist as a long hauler, for nature to prevail? i just, i cant take any more lies gnome sane—just tell me somethin based on the true &  the good, even if it's only a fairy story.