new years day according to a calendar people have followed, not me, i have no attachments to it or the idea of it, it's a tool, it's a guideline for order, a method for control. it served a purpose once but these days it's pointless and meaningless. 
abstractions have played a large part in life, they are my dark matter, dive in and swim around, you learn a little about what's real and what is not. one mans reality is another mans illusion, we are all stars right?
i watched a three part movie series on the life of carlos the jackal, star of 70's terrorism and idealistic youth to stupid to know the future was a cage or a bullet waiting for them. it's depressing to see how complicit europe was in terrorism, as long as it was not upon their soil, and yet ironically europe hates this about america.
nothing much has changed, the old guard just have younger faces, i guess that's the elite that hates trump now, they hate anything that  takes their power from them. most of them don't even know why they hate him, they just do it because its fashion and they are sheep. the guy is an idiot and the situation is bizarre but it's nowhere near as evil as a clinton administration would be. 

so, i've begun a little review of my book, it needs work, it's complex and i tend to repeat things within the narrative, it really requires an editor. fortunately i may have found one in speedsexy, an agent who seems to like what i write. i am grateful, it gives me someone to write for. perhaps agent speedsexy one day will be my agent, in a literary way, wouldn't that be great. 

my local new years celebration at terrible beach resulted in a ship exploding, fireworks went up in a huge blast and the beach was evacuated. i was asleep in bed, i usually enter the dream state each new years, so missed out on the display and celebration.
http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/fireworks-display-goes-awry-after-barge-catches-fire-off-terrigal-beach-20171231-h0buk8.html