Better.

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Pretty much all the way around, I think... so far.  Down at 21:00 or so, up at 5:00.  I had to use the ac and fan, which is fine.  I gave myself a break and slept bare-footed.  No dreams.  Though the weather was pretty rough.  A storm, with rain and high winds, came through.  I must admit to being a bit nervous about that.  If you aren't a homeowner, you don't understand.  More so a lame, or often lame, one.  Already fighting the world with one arm behind the back and legs tied together.  Winning?  What is this "winning" thing?  If you, with or without perceived problems, think you are winning?  You simply haven't added everything up.  You simply either aren't actually engaged, or you haven't fallen recently enough for your short memory to take it in.

I am actually, given all, doing well.  But... doing well, in a mortal coil, on a fallen world, is... not all that good.  I don't think that is, actually, a reason to have faith.  It simply means, if you happen to have faith, that seeing the darkness isn't terrifying.  If, too, as I might have suggested, I came from the darkness.  It is the light which, especially initially, was terrifying.  The call was so powerful, so as to pull a nocturnal to the day.  In the light, even with the darkness closing, I cannot lose.  It will be with me always, even should darkness seemingly shut it out.  I know it lives in me.  Not a part of me, but now it is the core of me.  Further, I was made for the Valley of the Shadow of Death.  If I end up there... again...

I think getting back to protein and fats had everything to do with my turnaround.  I still need a bit more time to sort some things.  And yet, if I can do more work, I will.  I am hoping, before morning is done, to do the dishes, then take another shower, and maybe get to the post.  If I can do that well enough, and have time to knock out a bunch of the boxes, I will call it a day.  If there is still energy, I may tinker in the kitchen and bathroom now and again.  Sweeping, maybe mopping.  I am hoping to get to town yet this week, sometime.  A few returns and some other business.

First some coffee.  I might also boil a few eggs and eat those or the steak.  I still have the sense that things are coming apart in the world.  The choice really is tyrannical globalism or individualism.  And the only thing that could save individual freedom is nationalism.  Most people, honestly, do not want to have to think about life.  They simply want to have money, a place to live, food, and water.  And they will gladly take yours, no matter what you have, so that they don't have to worry about it.  Look around the world at all the hungry faces.  Imagine sharing out to an average with all of them.  You do realize... you won't improve their lot but they will destroy yours.  You aren't rich, you say?  Compared with whom?  A man who lives on a dollar a day, or even ten a day, US dollar, as his whole livelihood?   Yeah, you make more.  And he hates you for it.  Would gladly take your extra.  Even knowing it wouldn't truly improve his lot.  The jealousy of socialism and communism is destructive, and can be powerful, but is not creative... so, by my calculations, it is not a true authority.

Just... seeing... saying.  Best to decide which side you are on before that door closes.  Understand, you are either with the world, and pretty much the whole of it, or you are a very thin slice of a rather tiny minority... about to be overrun.  You might even think that is okay.  But before you think that, go visit Russia, rural China, any country south of the US border, even many European countries (but not the tourist sites... although even many of them have become zoos).  Ask yourself, is that really what you want here?  Do you want that to be the majority voice of your government, business, social, and civil?  Maybe you do.  May God have mercy on your soul.

Later.