I’ve a keen diagnosis and no prescription. That chestnut came up again today in a serious conversation that I loved. Rewilding isn’t a cure. It is a kind of palliative, and symptom management.

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I’ve been unsatisfied with the tone I’ve been taking with you here.

Also less than happy with having to hold myself back from saying some things out loud.

There are smaller issues besides.

I thought about fueling up entirely different spaces to split some of these hairs.

But there are ways that are cheaper, more elegant, and more respectful of my process and my supporters, all at once.

The basic daily sooth-spill will still be posted here, as always.

But it’s not going to aspire quite so hard to be art, or to address the entire breadth of my interests or feelings toward my life.

What I have in mind for it is posting once a day briefly to signal that I’m probably not dead in a ditch, and maybe in so doing sketching you a brief line drawing of the mood here.

As in the sparkmad post of 19 March. Or, come to think of it, just an image.

In addition to that milder journaling kind of thing, this site and software also allow me to post in total silence (a Private post only I can see), and also to post ‘password-protected’–both of which I’ve used in the past.

When I post with a password, I’m not trying to hide it. I’m trying to say: “There’s a good chance you don’t want to read this shit, and maybe I’m not sure I want you to anyway. So here’s one more hoop to jump through to give you a chance to think about it first.”

Usually, the password I ‘protect’ with is a single lower-case x …

And if that doesn’t work, and you still really want in, just ping me; a text or an email to vairtere at protonmail dot com, or any of the other protonmails you may have laying around (margentic). They’re all aliases of each other and come to the same place, which I do monitor. Daily-ish.

I’m thinking about making more use of Patreon for this sort of contingent publishing too, but we’ll see.

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