go for a long walk and swim, the beach all windswept, lots of washed up stuff, shells, strange shining rocks and seaweeds of all shapes and sizes, the water is cool but okay, i like that sudden shock, the palpitating heartbeat as i acclimatise, no waves, just still water. 
later i scan the papers, it's all the same old stuff, lying politicians, corruption, unrest, one side says this, the other says that, stupid really. i drink a coffee and contemplate my navel.
jake travelling through mexico, living in a tree town, eating fruit and coconut drinks, sends me some pictures, looks nice, we swap a few mexico tales. i miss spawn of mission, he's a cool character a real individual, a fashionista in the fashion world whatever planet that is.
i get back to libertaria, start rummaging around the garden pulling out weeds, clearing fallen palm fronds, fix a fence.
its not even 9am yet and i've put in my hours, kick back reading my robert ferringno novel some pulp fiction, fast paced thriller for travelling on planes, sitting on beaches, frittering away hours. 
my karma broker rings me, she wants to come over for a visits and go through some stuff with me. i feel nervous, i probably should have been more kinder, noble and virtuous but i was selfish, stupid and reactionary, bit disappointed in me old self. fuck!
later some friends from brighton in the uk skype me and we chat a little about various international intrigues.
it's a 'rabbit hole' is our shared conclusion. yeah that's exactly what it is down there which is why i don't like attaching conclusive statements to these things, only that politics is no answer, religion is no answer but liberation is only attained in spiritual practice. death and taxes await us all, there is no escape no matter how hard we suffer, we all suffer.
these politicians, all of them have played a game with us, it's a very complex and clever chess like strategy because whatever path you take with them will lead to the same place.
i cant think of anything worse, a one world government, it's everything i despise but its inevitable now.
i wonder how far after its official debut people will begin to regret it. 
the imf, the world bank, the un, kings and queens and knights, the pieces are in play, the checkmate is not far away. it's not a matter of black or white winning because pawns are sacrificed by both sides and guess who the pawns are?
fighting against it only ties you to a side. detachment is the only way out but that's a very hard call, even for me whom is well versed in the art of non attachment. 
i remember some people i was chatting with said they were observers on the deck, the observation deck of a titanic, 'waiter, i'll have some more ice,' i said, trying to be funny, but we are not on the observation deck, how can we be, there is no observation deck only duty and even that is very confusing.