Order is better for keeping a community together than is chaos, and yet freedom is preferable to bondage.  It is this crosscurrent of conflicting desired states which is the fuel of civilization and commerce.  Differences in valuation of material things and differences in personal values make the world go 'round.

Disclaimer:  I've sworn no secret oath to any fraternal, military, governmental or religious organization. That said, some of the details of the observations I present here may well resemble or even duplicate some of those groups' dogmas and doctrines. Long ago, the soul count on this planet surpassed the number of distinguishable ideas.  Also, those groups publish their lesser ideas into the public domain and, for the price of a printed book or a seat at a lecture, so anyone can at their own risk try them out and if they work, adopt them into their own moral structure. At the end of the day, either we get along or we insist on aloneness.  Free choice.  No borders, eh?

March 6, 2021

So many things in my life have changed, over three short years.  I lost my fear, replacing the anciety of irrationality with some updated information and a crude form of alertness.

The COVID-19 lockdown has gone on insufferably long, two years.  The relief checks have netted me a "modern" computer, a replacement bicycle, some new clothing, with money for extras, like a new radio alarmclock and a new indoor-outdoor thermometer, both large-number.  Rationing that serendipity, I certainly am.

The feral cats do well.  The winter has been mild, only a few single digit nights.

I managed to learn five songs, start to finish, such as strumming and singing go.  I haven't attempted the fancy riffs.