Jeez- so things are much more troubled than I realized. San Bruno exploded last night when a 30 inch pressurized natural gas line exploded under the streets of San Bruno. 53 houses burned to the ground over a 100 damaged, people dead and missing and injured. So ugly,so ugly and caused by deregulation. The Big Guys saying that they can make money with out utilities and they took over PG&E got rid of all the mature workers hired lowest bidder contractors. Cut everything to the bone, refuse to do the upkeep necessary so that there are now power outages in the winter when there never was before the money guys took over.
I can not stand the kitchen. It is as if I believed in food and believed in cooking and then here I am alone with Steve and I don't want to cook just for us. I want friends and family and hordes depending on me but NOOOOO! my sister now lives in Tennessee with Randy so that she can receive cancer medicine and Aimee hardly ever wants to see me nor do I often want to call her. Yesterday there was a huge gas line explosion in San Bruno and I feel this deep inside-a certain loss of trust in life and suddenly I don't want to go into the empty kitchen and I don't want to feel my empty life and I don't want to feel the grief and sadness that these days have for me I jusst want to lie around and what? take prescription drugs and watch mindless meaningless TV
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
A copy from the blog: Hecate-this goes so deep with me:
Suddenly, the nights are noticeably longer and there are, in fact, leaves falling on the lawn. The CSA is delivering acorn squash, and apples, and mushrooms and I'm thinking of soups. I've been able to turn off the air conditioning and open up the windows. In a few days, the Wheel of the Year will have turned all the way around to Mabon, the second of the three Harvest Feasts. (For the first time in years, I'll be out of town, away from my amazing circle of women, celebrating on my own, due to a court schedule beyond my control. I'm working on a plan to commune with some new nature so that I don't wind up making a sad little altar in my hotel room and feeling (too!) sorry for myself.)
Having three harvests is a pretty neat thing. It goes back, I think, to a time when monoculture was unheard of. If you grow different fruits and vegetables and raise different animals (as any sane people would do unless they lived in an incredibly hostile environment), they mature at different times. And you have different harvests, which come in an almost rolling cascade: radishes and asparagus giving way to too many tomatoes, the tomatoes giving way to too many zucchini, the zucchini giving way to the first autumn squashes and winter greens. In my herb garden, the tarragon is finished and the basil is warning me that if I don't "get around" this weekend to making it into pesto to be frozen in ice cube trays for the winter, I'll be out of luck. One thing about harvests is, when the food is ready to be picked, it's ready to be picked. We have to stop, pay attention, do what the plant requires of us when the plant requires it. That's part of what it means to be "in relationship" with the land.
It's traditional among many Wiccans to view this time of year as a time when we "harvest" other things, as well. If you set goals for yourself last Samhein, and if you've worked on those goals and been blessed with good health and good luck, you may be close to reaping the rewards of your work, whether spiritual, magical, financial, emotional, physical, or educational. And, if you're not, now's a good time to figure out what you can salvage and what happened to get in your way, all in preparation for the final harvest feast of Samhein.
I find it a good time of year, as well, to take stock. What have you got to carry you into the cold and difficult part of the year? What might you need to focus on now, that may have gotten lost in the heat of summer, the long days laboring in the threshing field?
If you consider yourself to be a member of a Nature Religion, I'd like to suggest that one of the areas you consider is your relationship with Nature. Do you have a relationship with -- not just a vaguely benign feeling for -- your landbase, your local watershed, some particular plants, or animals, or places near to where you live? If so, what can you do to improve that relationship? We Witches say that power follows attention. If not, what can you do to begin to actually live your Nature Religion? We Witches say that power follows attention.
By now, you know that I don't believe that, "Well, but I live in the city," is a good excuse. Most Pagans in America today live in cities. And the landbase of every city in America is crying out for relationship with its humans. You don't have to have a yard. As I've noted before, cities are full of deserted spaces, almost custom made for a Witch's attention and connection. (And devotee of Hers that I am, I can't help but mention that it is in just such deserted, liminal spaces that Hecate often resides.) In Last Child in the Forest: Saving Our Children from Nature Deficit Disorder, Richard Louv writes about the work of Robert Michael Pyle, who described his relationship as a child with "a century-old irrigation channel near his home. The ditch . . . was his 'sanctuary, playground, and sulking walk,' his 'imaginary wilderness, escape hatch, and birthplace as a naturalist.'"
Louv:
"These are the places of initiation, where the borders between ourselves and other creatures break down, where the earth gets under our nails and a sense of play gets under our skin," Pyle writes. These are the "secondhand lands, the hand-me-down-habitats where you have to look hard to find something to love." Richard Mabey, a British writer and naturalist calls such environments, undeveloped and unprotected, the "unofficial countryside." Such habitats are often rich with life and opportunities to learn; in a single decade, Pyle recorded some seventy kinds of butterflies along his ditch.
In the shower today I saw a line on the shower curtain that reminded me of Jung and thought of Jung brought to mind an old male maternal ancestor a great,great, grandfather. All the old men of that line were gone-the Grandfathers Simon and Thurow and I can't even name after the Simon name which would be paternal? What would be the maternal names and how could I find out? GOOGLE the Thurows and see if the family genealogy shows up from the work of a relative who was a professor at one of the State colleges?
Suddenly, the nights are noticeably longer and there are, in fact, leaves falling on the lawn. The CSA is delivering acorn squash, and apples, and mushrooms and I'm thinking of soups. I've been able to turn off the air conditioning and open up the windows. In a few days, the Wheel of the Year will have turned all the way around to Mabon, the second of the three Harvest Feasts. (For the first time in years, I'll be out of town, away from my amazing circle of women, celebrating on my own, due to a court schedule beyond my control. I'm working on a plan to commune with some new nature so that I don't wind up making a sad little altar in my hotel room and feeling (too!) sorry for myself.)
Having three harvests is a pretty neat thing. It goes back, I think, to a time when monoculture was unheard of. If you grow different fruits and vegetables and raise different animals (as any sane people would do unless they lived in an incredibly hostile environment), they mature at different times. And you have different harvests, which come in an almost rolling cascade: radishes and asparagus giving way to too many tomatoes, the tomatoes giving way to too many zucchini, the zucchini giving way to the first autumn squashes and winter greens. In my herb garden, the tarragon is finished and the basil is warning me that if I don't "get around" this weekend to making it into pesto to be frozen in ice cube trays for the winter, I'll be out of luck. One thing about harvests is, when the food is ready to be picked, it's ready to be picked. We have to stop, pay attention, do what the plant requires of us when the plant requires it. That's part of what it means to be "in relationship" with the land.
It's traditional among many Wiccans to view this time of year as a time when we "harvest" other things, as well. If you set goals for yourself last Samhein, and if you've worked on those goals and been blessed with good health and good luck, you may be close to reaping the rewards of your work, whether spiritual, magical, financial, emotional, physical, or educational. And, if you're not, now's a good time to figure out what you can salvage and what happened to get in your way, all in preparation for the final harvest feast of Samhein.
I find it a good time of year, as well, to take stock. What have you got to carry you into the cold and difficult part of the year? What might you need to focus on now, that may have gotten lost in the heat of summer, the long days laboring in the threshing field?
If you consider yourself to be a member of a Nature Religion, I'd like to suggest that one of the areas you consider is your relationship with Nature. Do you have a relationship with -- not just a vaguely benign feeling for -- your landbase, your local watershed, some particular plants, or animals, or places near to where you live? If so, what can you do to improve that relationship? We Witches say that power follows attention. If not, what can you do to begin to actually live your Nature Religion? We Witches say that power follows attention.
By now, you know that I don't believe that, "Well, but I live in the city," is a good excuse. Most Pagans in America today live in cities. And the landbase of every city in America is crying out for relationship with its humans. You don't have to have a yard. As I've noted before, cities are full of deserted spaces, almost custom made for a Witch's attention and connection. (And devotee of Hers that I am, I can't help but mention that it is in just such deserted, liminal spaces that Hecate often resides.) In Last Child in the Forest: Saving Our Children from Nature Deficit Disorder, Richard Louv writes about the work of Robert Michael Pyle, who described his relationship as a child with "a century-old irrigation channel near his home. The ditch . . . was his 'sanctuary, playground, and sulking walk,' his 'imaginary wilderness, escape hatch, and birthplace as a naturalist.'"
Louv:
"These are the places of initiation, where the borders between ourselves and other creatures break down, where the earth gets under our nails and a sense of play gets under our skin," Pyle writes. These are the "secondhand lands, the hand-me-down-habitats where you have to look hard to find something to love." Richard Mabey, a British writer and naturalist calls such environments, undeveloped and unprotected, the "unofficial countryside." Such habitats are often rich with life and opportunities to learn; in a single decade, Pyle recorded some seventy kinds of butterflies along his ditch.
In the shower today I saw a line on the shower curtain that reminded me of Jung and thought of Jung brought to mind an old male maternal ancestor a great,great, grandfather. All the old men of that line were gone-the Grandfathers Simon and Thurow and I can't even name after the Simon name which would be paternal? What would be the maternal names and how could I find out? GOOGLE the Thurows and see if the family genealogy shows up from the work of a relative who was a professor at one of the State colleges?
9/09/2010
Post to Starlight-much,much too long for that venue
I haven’t felt like responding for some time but this morning I must.
Re the the pastor in Florida and the public burning of the Koran. Seems to me that he suffers some type of dementia-he reportedly drove away his congregation in Germany with his hatred. sounds as though he is a deeply confused man. And he is simply putting into flesh the Word all around that Muslims attacked us and want us dead with never a word about what “we”,the Westerners, have done in the ME.
The talk about possible insurgency In Mexico: I have suspected all along that the so called drug cartels ,etc are paid operatives and they use many of the methods taught in our very own “School Of The Assassins”. As the right-wingers see so many of their plans falling apart (read your history re: Chile in the 70’s or rent “Missing” the movie with Jack Lemmon and Sissy Spasek) and god forbid! socialist governments take hold in countries that the oil companies,etc once owned, the oligarchs who own the world or think that they do will do anything to maintain control. As we know these are the ones behind the idea of global society-the facts have all been laid out over the years and appear in the “underground” press but first one must wade through all the stories of Lizard People,UFO’s,etc. but the facts are all there. The most positive things we can do right now is learn to live in the manner of our grandparents or for you younger ones in the manner of your great,great-grandparents and develop loving hearts that will protect us from the hatred the Masters want us to consume and in time become our own loonie pastors from Florida.
Copied something I sent into Starlight. The past few days so much has reminded me of the days of the American financed/led coup in Chile and all the suffering. I wasn't as involved with what happened in Argentenia but that also involved the hundreds perhaps thousands of the "disappeared". Costa Gravis depicted Chile in the film Missing which I just learned was forced out of circulation until 2001 or so due to a lawsuit brought by some American military types.
At any raate it was PatC. linking a piece with Hillary Clinton saying that what is going on in Mexico is beginning to sound like an attempt to takeover the government. The trumpet call to enter Mexico and in time oh yes in time make Mexico part of the US
I haven’t felt like responding for some time but this morning I must.
Re the the pastor in Florida and the public burning of the Koran. Seems to me that he suffers some type of dementia-he reportedly drove away his congregation in Germany with his hatred. sounds as though he is a deeply confused man. And he is simply putting into flesh the Word all around that Muslims attacked us and want us dead with never a word about what “we”,the Westerners, have done in the ME.
The talk about possible insurgency In Mexico: I have suspected all along that the so called drug cartels ,etc are paid operatives and they use many of the methods taught in our very own “School Of The Assassins”. As the right-wingers see so many of their plans falling apart (read your history re: Chile in the 70’s or rent “Missing” the movie with Jack Lemmon and Sissy Spasek) and god forbid! socialist governments take hold in countries that the oil companies,etc once owned, the oligarchs who own the world or think that they do will do anything to maintain control. As we know these are the ones behind the idea of global society-the facts have all been laid out over the years and appear in the “underground” press but first one must wade through all the stories of Lizard People,UFO’s,etc. but the facts are all there. The most positive things we can do right now is learn to live in the manner of our grandparents or for you younger ones in the manner of your great,great-grandparents and develop loving hearts that will protect us from the hatred the Masters want us to consume and in time become our own loonie pastors from Florida.
Copied something I sent into Starlight. The past few days so much has reminded me of the days of the American financed/led coup in Chile and all the suffering. I wasn't as involved with what happened in Argentenia but that also involved the hundreds perhaps thousands of the "disappeared". Costa Gravis depicted Chile in the film Missing which I just learned was forced out of circulation until 2001 or so due to a lawsuit brought by some American military types.
At any raate it was PatC. linking a piece with Hillary Clinton saying that what is going on in Mexico is beginning to sound like an attempt to takeover the government. The trumpet call to enter Mexico and in time oh yes in time make Mexico part of the US
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
9/7/2010 continues
So I ended up posting in the middle of a paragraph after I left my seat for some coffee and when I returned my eldest cat, Bebe, had shut me down and started a new page. I never have completed the instructions for running this blogspot.com system so I have simply started a new page after rescuing the previous entry from the "draft"file.
Increaasingly I simply must turn away from TV unless i am watching movies on the "On Demand" button. for politics I continue to turn to radio-screw the TV and all the zillions form GE and NBC and their hatred of Obama and the Dmocraats.
I can't believe that no one talks about the very obvious conspiracy to keep money back so that all the decent Republicans will have to come out against Obama no matter how much he sucks up (Rahm Emmanuel's direction?)to them and their values and beliefs. Now after alienating all of us on the "professional Left" Obama comes trotting out his charm and"fire". One wonders if he didn't promise his handlers that he would "lose" the vote so that they, the "New Republicans", can come bounding in with all their new ways and ideas and HATE HATE HATE.
I am so angry at Obama for allowing these creeps to make him appear small and not pink, just a "nice colored boy" with huge ears who is swallowed up by the Office. I am hoping for him and for me and for us that he will come out firing and inspire us and put an end to the insane Tea Party crap manufactured by billionaires who could care less about us, the"lesser folk"but who sure know how to use us and minipulate us. Oh!1 the types like the Koch Brohters could use all their ill gotten treasure to lift the consciousness and help find a way to employ everyone who can and wants to work and to retire those who are too ill or too old now to work. We could find a way to cover everyone with health insurance and continue to employ human beings in the functions we do best-human services instead of these horrible computer programs that direct out calls and are so deadening htat one doesn't even want to speak when one finally gets to a living human being.
We can afford to pay welfare for families who aren't making it and who need to survive. We don't have to be so full of hate that we won't give the parents of young, young children enough money to pay rent and pay for carfare, etc.
I don't know but I was so always grateful that I had my wonderful job with the status that my underdeveloped sense of society and social position found gratifying even though dealing with the paper was always a struggle I had an easy time dealing with regulations.
Oh more later the day calls.
Increaasingly I simply must turn away from TV unless i am watching movies on the "On Demand" button. for politics I continue to turn to radio-screw the TV and all the zillions form GE and NBC and their hatred of Obama and the Dmocraats.
I can't believe that no one talks about the very obvious conspiracy to keep money back so that all the decent Republicans will have to come out against Obama no matter how much he sucks up (Rahm Emmanuel's direction?)to them and their values and beliefs. Now after alienating all of us on the "professional Left" Obama comes trotting out his charm and"fire". One wonders if he didn't promise his handlers that he would "lose" the vote so that they, the "New Republicans", can come bounding in with all their new ways and ideas and HATE HATE HATE.
I am so angry at Obama for allowing these creeps to make him appear small and not pink, just a "nice colored boy" with huge ears who is swallowed up by the Office. I am hoping for him and for me and for us that he will come out firing and inspire us and put an end to the insane Tea Party crap manufactured by billionaires who could care less about us, the"lesser folk"but who sure know how to use us and minipulate us. Oh!1 the types like the Koch Brohters could use all their ill gotten treasure to lift the consciousness and help find a way to employ everyone who can and wants to work and to retire those who are too ill or too old now to work. We could find a way to cover everyone with health insurance and continue to employ human beings in the functions we do best-human services instead of these horrible computer programs that direct out calls and are so deadening htat one doesn't even want to speak when one finally gets to a living human being.
We can afford to pay welfare for families who aren't making it and who need to survive. We don't have to be so full of hate that we won't give the parents of young, young children enough money to pay rent and pay for carfare, etc.
I don't know but I was so always grateful that I had my wonderful job with the status that my underdeveloped sense of society and social position found gratifying even though dealing with the paper was always a struggle I had an easy time dealing with regulations.
Oh more later the day calls.
9/7/2010
Happy Birthday Douglas. My grandson, Shawn's son,9/7/1997. My grandson, Arvin,Amie's son 9/6/1996. Both of these kids are so bright, bright,bright. They both have siblings who are bright as well but these little Virgos are something although Arvin at 5'10" is not small.
Sally of astroworld called to talk about my sister and cancer: I am woefully uninformed the last time I had anything to do with cancer was with my father in 1989 and then with Robert 1993. both men were dead within the year of diagnosis and this experience has certainly colored my response to Buffy's diagnosis. She is in level 4 with a huge mass in her right lung and small cell,aggressive cancer. And she begins treatment on friday to shrink the tumor and get the cancer to retreat and we are told that it will retreat but will come back. The cancer is in her lymph system and "on her liver". The medical people said that she would have been dead in weeks and now she will have months. Perhaps she will have much longer.
I miss having her here and only needed a little break from the daily,every day care and attention. I can tell from our conversation that although she loves being with her Randy she misses being here and our connection of a lifetime together. I do worry that I may never see her again or at least not in the regular daily way which is what I love more than anything-the grinding routine of daily life, the "small"life of the "lesser people (thank you forever Alan Simpson-you elitist pig).
Politics are devastating these days-no matter how insane the people seem to be going for the Tea Party folk such as Rand Paul, the insane son of Ron Paul. Or good god Haley Barber
Sally of astroworld called to talk about my sister and cancer: I am woefully uninformed the last time I had anything to do with cancer was with my father in 1989 and then with Robert 1993. both men were dead within the year of diagnosis and this experience has certainly colored my response to Buffy's diagnosis. She is in level 4 with a huge mass in her right lung and small cell,aggressive cancer. And she begins treatment on friday to shrink the tumor and get the cancer to retreat and we are told that it will retreat but will come back. The cancer is in her lymph system and "on her liver". The medical people said that she would have been dead in weeks and now she will have months. Perhaps she will have much longer.
I miss having her here and only needed a little break from the daily,every day care and attention. I can tell from our conversation that although she loves being with her Randy she misses being here and our connection of a lifetime together. I do worry that I may never see her again or at least not in the regular daily way which is what I love more than anything-the grinding routine of daily life, the "small"life of the "lesser people (thank you forever Alan Simpson-you elitist pig).
Politics are devastating these days-no matter how insane the people seem to be going for the Tea Party folk such as Rand Paul, the insane son of Ron Paul. Or good god Haley Barber
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Sunday 9/5/2010
I am scattered all over the place. the changes of the past few weeks and the goings and comings of everyone in my immediate family have me scattered. I also realize that I cannot be blunt here and for that I have regret.
i went outside quickly to pull up squash plant that was overwhelmed by white fuzz and was taking up too much room next to the beans and spinach and the orange sun was so low in the sky and so warm and I took the diseased plants to the recycling barrel and all of a sudden I stood there in the absolute line of history of moments into infinity of human beings raising my plants and feeding my family and walking on the earth and feeding into this time of eternity. I felt shivers over my arms and even through my spirit. Participating in that which we have always been doing and which is only hidden now which still even now feeds us and nourishes us and protects us-will get us to another season of the warm days and evenings when life is easy even if full of work.
All this summer I have walked out to my garden, couple of squash, a few beans, a few greens,some spinach, some sage that i plan to use this autumn with the turkey and even with the turkey soup. I have loved the peace in my little garden but today I felt my place in the line and remember my grandparents who gardened and canned and cooked and washed and made a living that way after all the money was gone and the crops were given up on. My grandmother hated my grandfather because he was a failure with the money always heading out to the West not staying with his people, the Chalfants in Where? and why do I go back to these subjects over and over. I would rather sstay where I was that moment where the little things are gone now and all that remains is survival and that is beautiful.
OOOH! i am weary of the old Saturn Moon Pluto in Leo in the 4th-over,over and over my family, maternal family,history.
i went outside quickly to pull up squash plant that was overwhelmed by white fuzz and was taking up too much room next to the beans and spinach and the orange sun was so low in the sky and so warm and I took the diseased plants to the recycling barrel and all of a sudden I stood there in the absolute line of history of moments into infinity of human beings raising my plants and feeding my family and walking on the earth and feeding into this time of eternity. I felt shivers over my arms and even through my spirit. Participating in that which we have always been doing and which is only hidden now which still even now feeds us and nourishes us and protects us-will get us to another season of the warm days and evenings when life is easy even if full of work.
All this summer I have walked out to my garden, couple of squash, a few beans, a few greens,some spinach, some sage that i plan to use this autumn with the turkey and even with the turkey soup. I have loved the peace in my little garden but today I felt my place in the line and remember my grandparents who gardened and canned and cooked and washed and made a living that way after all the money was gone and the crops were given up on. My grandmother hated my grandfather because he was a failure with the money always heading out to the West not staying with his people, the Chalfants in Where? and why do I go back to these subjects over and over. I would rather sstay where I was that moment where the little things are gone now and all that remains is survival and that is beautiful.
OOOH! i am weary of the old Saturn Moon Pluto in Leo in the 4th-over,over and over my family, maternal family,history.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Septembe 3, 2010
Happy that I just now had a shower and gave the rent check to Houston. I was wrapped in Steve's blue towel which covered me well and he was surprised saying that he told Ignatius that he would be here around noon-oh well!! Ignatius may have said but i had forgotten if that is it-who cares really.
Watching the Good Wife which I love but I am watching a scene of people drinking to celebrate and drinking to the point of getting drunk is so damaging and yet this activity is celebrated in the movies and on TV and pot smoking is considered illegal and underclass and I find this nuts and one of the real reasons I remain on the outside of society looking in. and I imagine that this no longer matters here at 63 while I sorrow over my sister and Julie and Barbara and Deva Ki. All alone now trusting in my friends and finding out that they are not trusting in me that they in fact find me a lot trouble and would like to have me out of their lives or then like my sister who just wants to be with Randy especially now that it is discovered that she has lung cancer which is fairly advanced. Randy's girls obviously think that I am a complete grunge even though people here realize how dedicated I have been to Buffy. Really frightening how little medical care she was getting from kaiseer-drugs yes but no one to care even though her dementia and cough were recognized. Often when I called the office the nurses wanted to talk to her and would not talk to me. And i just got tired and worn down and to the family I imagine that the appearance is that I just didn't care.
I had the rockiest start today but as usual the kittens, now yearlings,and the plants bring me back. Bring me back to that place where there is always beauty and another tomorrow. Money will start flowing again.
Okay the uric acid thing can be corrected by 'alkalizing' my interior with fruits, fresh vegetables and some fish. I need to get rid of dairy and meat and sugar and exercise I imagine. That is for the gouty big toe. I need to keep losing weight with exercise and cutting back on the amounts of food. the demands of the gouty toe will help with the diet.. for gout,etc the big thing is drinking lots of water which I do anyway. and the foods that pack on the weight- the rich foods, the alcohol and meat and dairy.
Back later perhaps-still sad
Watching the Good Wife which I love but I am watching a scene of people drinking to celebrate and drinking to the point of getting drunk is so damaging and yet this activity is celebrated in the movies and on TV and pot smoking is considered illegal and underclass and I find this nuts and one of the real reasons I remain on the outside of society looking in. and I imagine that this no longer matters here at 63 while I sorrow over my sister and Julie and Barbara and Deva Ki. All alone now trusting in my friends and finding out that they are not trusting in me that they in fact find me a lot trouble and would like to have me out of their lives or then like my sister who just wants to be with Randy especially now that it is discovered that she has lung cancer which is fairly advanced. Randy's girls obviously think that I am a complete grunge even though people here realize how dedicated I have been to Buffy. Really frightening how little medical care she was getting from kaiseer-drugs yes but no one to care even though her dementia and cough were recognized. Often when I called the office the nurses wanted to talk to her and would not talk to me. And i just got tired and worn down and to the family I imagine that the appearance is that I just didn't care.
I had the rockiest start today but as usual the kittens, now yearlings,and the plants bring me back. Bring me back to that place where there is always beauty and another tomorrow. Money will start flowing again.
Okay the uric acid thing can be corrected by 'alkalizing' my interior with fruits, fresh vegetables and some fish. I need to get rid of dairy and meat and sugar and exercise I imagine. That is for the gouty big toe. I need to keep losing weight with exercise and cutting back on the amounts of food. the demands of the gouty toe will help with the diet.. for gout,etc the big thing is drinking lots of water which I do anyway. and the foods that pack on the weight- the rich foods, the alcohol and meat and dairy.
Back later perhaps-still sad
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