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"and if the dam breaks open many years too soon
and if there is no room upon the hill
and if your head explodes with dark forebodings, too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon"



~ Pink Floyd ~



fumbling, mumbling, grumbling and so on... another bunch of mass unsubbings by people I trusted to moderate the busiest egroup of all (like more than 2000 posts a month the last few months)... the backhanded suspicions and insidious undermining gets to anybody online I guess... and I'm sure not immune to the blues and doubts... paranoia can be very contageous and feels lousy... I wish there was a real world offline friend who wanted to share my interests (alas, what about the one who wants to share everything?... yeah, her too)...

meanwhile, back at the farm... all the online crap is really meaningless when compared to real world stuff... the friendliness of the past week isn't welcomed and more hostility about my being here flared up again... some people just don't like being around happy comfortable people I guess... so online and offline controllers are trying to manipulate me and that's no fun at all... some people just don't know how to share... and worse, don't want to learn...

  apparently I've been judged a low-life bum or something...

isn't that special



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