Schizophrenic musings from a bemused wanderer - on history, on politics, on life, on love, on beauty and on what it means to be human, when I get around to it. The way to learn is to always look at life as though you had new eyes, and that is what I try to do. As the West sweeps down into obvious decline, obvious degradation, obvious decadence and ever more encroaching and arrogant statism; as any seblance of real and natural community vanishes, buried under a heap of bureaucratic illusion and non-answers to social problems; and as all attachment to honor, goes the way of the Dodo - I search frantically for a way we can all hold on to our souls.

The state is coming, ladies and gentlemen! Hold onto your souls and do not yield!