Since returning: fragments, events, no common...well that's a lie. One common denominator. The rest is just events. I mix them up, but the cocktail isn't better than the original, non-emergent. I digress.
My memory says I was in a bus, passing a forest and a theme park feeling thus: resistance. It came bubbling from deep inside, I was screaming against the opposing army. This will not stand, this can not stand! I will fight!
For an instant it's pushing everything else aside - I am the sword!
Then, slowly, receding, creeping back to its bastion. Waiting, preparing, staying ready, on alert.
The establishment will go on, and I with it. I will oppose.
...am I already?
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