The barbarism of our times is so utter it's hard to think about, find myself trying to do so anyway, dreams of little islands of civilization, think my ideas about what that consists in are aberrant enough that they'll remain unrealized pretty much, isolated to an afternoon here & there, sad.

How to make things simple enough that people can understand their world somewhat without grossly falsifying it, I think it's an impossible problem, too much going on, no real modularity. Never mind, on with the abuse & butchery, I suppose.

Thought I'd been plucked out of the deluge, maybe I was, in any case got tossed back in.