When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightening, or in rain?
When the hurly burley’s done, when the battles lost and won.
I’m pretty sure this is the last lap for me and I am more than happy to retire to my books and music and let others do their thing. I am here to make an honest report and note differences that can make a difference. Not all of our differences matter. That we will fail is probably built into the system. Our sovereignty is being taken away from us and maybe this is a good thing. I am open to both and insist on nothing. I accept my own failures, which are disappointing and I can live with that. And God help us if we should succeed.