I haven't been writing much lately because I don't ultimately care about anything I have to say. Hah! Whatever "thoughts" I'm writing are just me trying to work out a new operational system for day to day living. The old systems failed; they were based on illusion. It doesn't leave much hope for the new ones, either. How does one exist in a world where possibilities are limitless? How is everyone not stark raving insane? 
It helps when you impose structure and the semblance of meaning onto experiences that otherwise have none. I ripped up my tarot cards, threw out my pendulum. Now I'm into science and existentialist philosophy. Will that bring me any more sense of security or truth? Definitely not. But it's what I feel like turning to next. Like going on a steak and cheese kick when you're sick of chicken salad.
So, at least it's a gorgeous day outside and I have a blanket on the lawn and books, and butterflies are flitting and the sun is bronzing my skin and there are birds and flowers in full bloom. I like life. Today. Here are some pictures.
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