to_survive peet in this world we must be inventive. create an eighth day to step back and just appreciate things a bit more. 111028 ... Ouroboros I use my imagination and fantasies. When walking through the human feces, homeless folks, decay, and urban mayhem of the city, I imagine I am really walking through how it was 300 years ago. I walk through the tall grass, wave to the occasional oak tree, watch the birds soar overhead. This alone makes being there bearable. At home I keep the windows drawn, so that when I sit in the quiet of my bedroom, I can ignore the reality of being in a neighborhood crowded with houses and not the big clean quiet trees I long for. These ways of actively hiding in my mind help me to survive, but they cannot last for much longer. 111030 what's it to you? who go blather from