[General] Cycles and Sated

It's been hard to engage with the world, with the news cycle, with current events.  I find ways to, to try to act.  To act.  No try.  Act.  Like watching a train wreck slowly unfold, pre-emptively.  It cannot but happen, perhaps.  The limits of x, the limits of human potential.  Limitless limits.

Cycles and patterns, I'm sated of their details.  Tomorrow might as well be procedurally generated by pseudo-RNG named determinism.

Care about others.