The imps are at work today. I just wrote a couple of paragraphs on FB and when I tried to copy and paste an image, the words disappeared. It was unusually good, too.

The gist of it was that “Man cannot do,” as Gurdjieff said. We are all mechanical and that is a hard truth to bear. You have as much free will as an ice cube tossed into a boiling pot.

Things in your life are as much as a mess as mine. Only it is a mess that we are all in. Waking up is a matter of seeing the mess.

I would say more, but I think you get my drift. I wish all of you a healthy dose of self-mercy. Salut!