What is the point of screaming into the void I wonder? Other than the void may scream back.

We stare at our little boxes of light. While our ancestors started at the stars.

We are warriors as a species, it’s how we’ve always survived, warriors and artists. Hand in hand

It’s only been three years….

And yet it is my longest absence from chinos moon since I started the pilgrimage.

How much has changed since the night I wandered into the fields, alone, lost.

So much pain, so much loss, so much growth.

I feel I am just now sewing together the broken pieces of me.

Bye bye Tik tok - let’s see what’s next

I guess I’ll use this like twitter huh?

Back at the Dr. -.-

Da Dok is in…. The sky so blue!