gosub

Or don’t (LOL)

What a commentary on my “click to subscribe” consumption. The “economy”, they call it, or something. Anyway, that’s not at all what I’m talking about.

Rather, a switch, a new angle, a little peek into a whole other world that all these other people just live and thrive in. It’s really amazing.

And tragic. Man, I can go dark with anything. Not part of anything, because to immerse deeply in anything means missing the view of so much else. And I love and appreciate my view up here, as much as I’d love to be a part of that there, and that overe there, and oh look what those folk are doing! lol … Yeah, I see and do a lot. But then either I can’t take them or they can’t take me. Anyway, New toys are fun.

And stupid, too. There’s *nothing* practical about it. Without friends there’s no one to enjoy things with, do anything with; I just want it. I have too much already, yet here I am getting more, and for no good reason other than a smile on my face.

Minerals mined from the earth, with the labor of living beings, processed and forged and milled and assembled and welded and finished and packaged and labelled and shipped and handled through how many hands before these things reach me, to have my own labor added, connected for my own use, configured just so, to do what I ask, toward my own purpose, a selfish joy.