i have been drawn to dark matter, but i need relief. insane society gets oppressive. it's incredible what normal can hold. i read waiting to be arrested at night, it's harrowing, but real, told in a calm way. then i was reading lojman. it's fictional, claustrophobic, too dark, and i let it be, back in the stream. now i'm reading the forest brims over. it's sort of allegorical. i like it. despite how ungrounded i may feel i trust in something, instinct, or angels. i'm still thinking of just doing the blog again though very few people go there. here. i like the idea of a private world people could visit.