And now for a rant: I have been noticing, as y'all probably have, the troubles around the globe--Ukraine, Syria and Iraq, Somalia, Libya, Sudan and South Sudan, Guatemala, Venezuela, China and the South China sea nations, Israel and Palestine, etc, etc, etc. Troubles between tribes, areas, ideologies, nations, governments and governmental leaders. But, for the most part, not between people. Peoples, yes; people, no. And, it seems to me, the de facto common denominator is the lack of freedom in all these places, ideologies, and leaders. Is the wine of freedom so sweet, that it is cloying to those who lack it? Is the taste of control uncontrollable once introduced to the palate? Just saying.

OK. Trying to get back into this thing. And into my fiction writing more seriously. Weird, but it seems to be easier to write philosophy than this. Or fiction. But isn't philosophy fiction? Just more personal, maybe. And it is all creative writing. Unless you are copying something, all is creative.