Glad I took medicine.

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Green about the gills yet this morning, but waking three, maybe four, times through the night to eliminate liquids means that this morning is better.  Too much fluid in there just wreaks havoc.  Sometimes I can miss, sometimes I can't.  Until everything is topped off and I am adjusted, I really have to be very careful.  Most so with this dire thirst.

My dreams were all messed up last night.  Chaos of notion and theme was the rule, if more just a confusion of notions than a darkness of them.  I would be in the kitchen, looking for a particular sized bowl and lid, for example.  But before I could find it I would end up in the shower, then hiking.  It was as if memories, or time, had become scrambled.  A movie slide show, where each flip of the card holder lead to a little movie of some other part of my life.  It didn't bug me too much, nothing embarrassing or rude.  It also wasn't pleasing or interesting.  Several dreams just like that.

Some wonder if I am supporting chaos, with or without a capital letter.  These, I must assume, do not understand.  Do I support the sun coming up every morning.  Whether clouds hide it mostly or not, or other events, it really does come up over the horizon on every single day.  (Though, technically, that isn't even true, our planet turns, actually, into view of the sun at various parts on the planet, still...)  Do I support that, or do I simply realize it and accept that?  A bit of both, just as with chaos.  It is.  And there is a reason for it.  What men do with that is a wholly other issue.  Chaos itself is a device, in my opinion, that God created in order to affect change.  Certainly, aspects of it have been corrupted.  And that has led to further corruptions... corruptions of that first corruption in order to create balance.  Much as the corruption of Christ's murder was corrupted back to being a good.  No... you... may not understand, agree, or believe.  But there you have it, from my side.  If I am what I suspect, I am a corruption, now, of a corruption, and for a purpose I, finally, approve.  Then again, it is pleasing to know even Christ had to struggle with His own way in this path.  He begged that the price be lifted, He bled in fear.  I just hope I may follow and do as I must, in my time.  All things through God.  Amen.

Ah, today?  I already took my medicine.  I'll post, then read and maybe comment, and check various pseudo news sources, then watch a vid or two and play a new game.  I ordered Castlevania, 1 & 2.  As I may have suggested, I didn't think the game would be all that good.  Heard bad things about it.  But, from what I have seen, the "great games", to my mind, mostly suck.  I'm not into multi-player, at all.  Most games seem to want to force you into that.  I doubt if it is as popular as it seems.  A corruption that even the #GamerGaters push on us.  They force it into the trophies, they make many games all but only multi-player.  And they suck.  Funny thing is, many of the #GG'ers ARE the very type they are fighting.  They just don't want to have others like them telling them HOW TO corrupt their games.  They do so, on their own, very well "thank you".  Bleh.  While I, generally, support them, it is nearing the type of support I had for the GOP near the end of my involvement with them.  Weak.  And for good reasons.  If they don't pull their own head out of their ass and stop corrupting and preaching themselves, they are next!  Just a warning.

Grumpy bastard lately.  Then again, being mostly dead and more as of late, dealing with liars, cheaters, and thieves at every turn, and trying to get going again, tends to leave a guy with very few vapors left for civility.  So watch your smarm, snark, teh stupid, and metro-charm.  I'll burn it all without so much as a flinch.  Yeah, maybe just a tad grumpy.

It's a good day.  Cloudy, but at the right time of year and as I am needing cool.  I'll figure some things out, possibly put on a batch of quinoa, toss in some laundry, do a few dishes, get a shower and light breakfast in, then get ready for town.  Hell no I don't feel like it!  Which... is exactly why I'll push for it.  And, tomorrow, I am hoping to get out shooting.  I ain't dead yet, just mostly.  *wink*  Later.