This is new stuff (July 2020): Thou shalt not be lonely. ///////////////// Below is old stuff (March 2020): SOME DAYS I WISH I WOULDN'T KNOW ANY BETTER THAN THAT A HONEYPOT WOULD SIMPLY REFER TO A VESSEL TO STORE HONEY. ================================ there will be something more meaningful on this special page, at some point in the big vast universe of everything-means-nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ journal of sorts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2020-03-23 long bike ride next to colourful flower fields. 2020-03-22 walking with friend near sea and dunes. 2020-03-21 canoeing in city canal gathering plastic. ----------------- was i left alive —though it was likely more random— to find the vast amount —if only i'd be a magician— of beauty in this —making myself disappear— forgotten world of life