This weekend has been on my radar since the beginning of November.

In December it grew even more ominous with my father's passing.

Then, over the past 3 weeks, this weekend's disruptive potential escalated into the mythical.

1. For me.
2. And just for me.
3. Not for you.
4. I shouldn't think.

Other people, you for instance, are getting through this weekend without a second thought about humanity's destiny and the meaning derived from overcoming the obstacles suddenly thrust into our collective lives this century.

In fact the angst I work through in this recording is uniquely mine. Mostly because I'm the only knucklehead capable of tripping into this particular mud puddle of misinterpretation... but for other reasons too.

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