I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
October 27, 2016 - 2:15 p.m.
Welcome to an I haven't left the house since I last wrote edition of Wise Madness. That's what comes of updating in the evening. Now it's the afternoon. Hopefully tomorrow I'll be back to the morning.
What exciting things have I done in the house? I made Cajun chicken for dinner. You might not but I find that exciting. I made it extra exciting by putting a slice of American cheese on top. My therapist said I should eat my food mindfully so I do. I had s'mores Pop Tarts for dessert. Sadly, that's exciting too. Hey did didn't use Cheez-whiz.
The weather is terrible today but I have to go out. I'm picking up my winter clothing. Right now, all I have is a light spring jacket, a hoodie, and nylon windbreaker. If I wear them all it's not too bad. I even have gloves. I don't have hats. I don't have my trench coat. OOO, I'll get my silk long underwear. That's exciting.
Are you thinking that my finding these things exciting means I'm from another planet? Welcome to my planet. It's how I feel all the time when I'm on Facebook. I should be clear; I sometimes feel that I'm from another planet but other times I feel that my friends are from another planet. One friend is from the planet where nobody cares about the Chicago/Cleveland World Series. I'm fine with someone not caring about it. We all have different interests. It's not realizing that so many people other people care that gets me. I have never seen The Walking Dead but I saw that dominated my newsfeed for a spell.
I see my life as a series of adventures. Yes, part of that is simply rhetoric. I often call something an adventure ironically but it is how I like to see things. The best people to spend time with are those I have adventures with. They don't have to involve danger or exotic places. It can just be finding the secret soda machine at the New York Academy of Sciences. That happened back in grad school when Lauren and I explored upstairs at the Academy, the nonpublic spaces. The soda machine was just a quarter! You had to be there.
Jane and Bernie had a real adventure yesterday. Then went in front of Senator Chuck Schumer's office to protest a pipeline being built upstate. Some of the protesters were chosen to be donuts. The donuts locked arms in front of the doors and had to be prepared to be arrested. The people that helped them out were coffee. It was my job to bail them out if needed. I didn't need to but they were arrested, handcuffed. They took their wallets and belts and even shoelaces. Bernie and Jane went to a training session so they knew to not have those things. They gave them to coffee. The cops were very nice to them. It was a special squad to handle protests like that. It's a far cry from what happened during the Republican Convention. I didn't even need to bail them out. They were released on their own recognizance. Part of me is jealous. I've been arrested but not for protesting. Having the courage of their convictions is admirable.
Oh, great, I thought I'd write more about that.
I haven't touched on baseball yet. I watched the World Series last night though I missed the top of the first because I forgot they started early to get the game in before the rain. Like everyone that doesn't have a tie to Cleveland I'm rooting for the Cubs. They won and tied the series at one game apiece. Now it's back to the Friendly Confines. I hope they close it out there. The Cub fans deserve to see their team win in person.
I'm going to miss tomorrow's game as I'm seeing the Tomoko Omura Roots Quintet at Bonifide. It's been ages since I've seen any of Tomoko's bands. For a while I was seeing her every few months. That's a lot better. The club is East 52nd Street right near the 
, 
, and M trains.
OK. Now I have to get ready to go out and get my warm clothing. Winter is Coming.
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