trails

Most things of this nature come to me in bleak and quiet hours of the morning. Night is when I think the most, which explains my staying up well past midnight. It's when there is more to be found on a subject that I go mad and spend hours tapping into it.

I love having the time to do this.

I feel a little like Galileo and his writing backwards to conceal his findings. My circumstance isn't so much life and death as his. The mode of questioning he was in and the rejections to that questioning state could be alike on a smaller level. All was done alone, and in silence. Everything that I found that I felt was valid was written down in an old math notebook.

There are fewer and fewer broken links from what I see. Still it's only beginning to connect. There is just so much you can mask under the banner of meaningful organization.

It's a start at least and definitely a better channel for all these unrelated current issues that rage on in my mind.