the solstice is coming. i think soul when i think of sol. good old sun. bless us. we are in a strange dark time. has it always been this way? i was born on the solstice. douglas means from the dark water. i was silent a lot. i read books for refuge. the human world gave me fright. they said still waters run deep, but i wanted ordinary light, and scintillating touch. if we persist i think we get what we need. we have to go through what we thought we wanted.