Note from the Editor:
Letting go at the super-carrier; I got fed up for the last time with the latest bitch when she told me to pick her up from work one day, then wasn’t there, then ignored me most of that day, texting only at night, lying about a ton of stuff, and very plainly giving off the impression she was not only cheating, but casually and happily, after all I’d done for her. A drive to where she claimed to have been at work that night confirmed it, and a conversation with her mother re-confirmed what I’d sensed and known all along. What a shit-show, but at least I had all the confirmation I needed, and it was over.
Countless moments of bad behavior from her during our entire relationship had built up to this. She, like her father had warned me, didn’t understand how to listen or work with people, and had gotten herself hurt very badly due to her recklessness. I don’t know how anyone can end up thinking and acting like she did, but that doesn’t really matter.
The mood when her ship returned to shore, and she sat with me in the weirdest of ways with the bad-side of her relatives at that table across the bridge, was painfully indicative of what was right about to come. The bizarre and overly-positive greeting another sailor had given me was the same. Everything had disconnected, so it was time I cut the weight that had always been dead, and accepted the reality that this unwanted experience was what had ensured I’d return to –and stay in– California for a while.
She had let go of me, in her way, at that carrier when it pulled in. I had returned to it to let go of her in my own way. The whole process would have taken only one trip, had I then known how the others in the equation had also been misled, and how they were about to react and behave when I told the truth about what had been going on.
What sweet and brutal relief had washed over me for the rest of the week. My health and energy started returning. I stopped looking like an Auschwitz victim being fed on by parasites. A way to move on manifested. Letting go at that carrier, just like the others had that day, was such a right thing to do.
I hope you’ve enjoyed these blunt and exposed notes I leave for you at the start of every MKM issue or episode. They really set the theme for dark times creating dark humor, don’t they? Plenty more on the way.
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Oh, no; a volcano in Iceland has erupted, diverting air traffic for a short while! Oh, no! Nevermind the fact that this entire continent-like mega-island is peppered in barely-underground military bases put there by the U.S., even though it isn’t U.S. land. Nevermind all the underground experiments with nuclear weapons going on. Nevermind the fact that the climate-change melting all the ice once holding in the pressure of these volcanoes is half gone, soon to be all gone (thus allowing all the rest to erupt). And nevermind the fact that these volcanoes aren’t really what we’ve been taught in school at all. Just keep the partial, thus fake, news coming.
Was the eruption fake? Where all the images of it fake? Was air traffic diverted to hide something else that was going on out there? Probably.
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