last day of the year and i am exhausted from it. all i want is to sleep. sleep that glorious space where my mind can recalibrate and project it's requirements, premonitions, symbols and metaphors. 

if i had to review the year it would be the space where grim reality of humanities past loops itself again, and the zombie hordes now have eaten almost everyones brain. i may not be alive next year, people queue up to kill me, haters write to me, killers threaten me and i just don't care. i'm unafraid of them.  everyday i get threats and the most vile abuse. it makes me happy, i know i am on the right side. ignorence is not bliss, it is a curse upon those that hate me. i no longer even feel sorry for them. 

last day of the year, i just want to be alone, in peace.