Now that the torture group has changed their minds about an idea they were working on I can write about it. They had decided I should write from a new perspective. They wanted me to write about being schizophrenic and believing in my delusions while examining the community of like minded people. They decided this required a new outlet and I did start a new blog site but am now in the process of taking anything useful from that site to my draft files. They wasted a week or thereabouts on this.
I truly think that what happened was the work of only one torture operator. As if someone came on shift and made a call or the torture computer made a decision and it wasn’t checked in time. When I went to write the new blog I couldn’t break my pattern of writing. I kept writing from the same point of view. I just couldn’t change my wording and terminology. The computer kept overriding my directive. The torturers decided to let this run for a while, maybe to see what would happen, and then shut it down yesterday. Not the site, my working on the site. I did learn a lot about how to do more for my blog. Maybe it was worth something after all.
I’ve been spending the week doing nothing but being tortured. I do plan to go to the movies with my sister and her boyfriend. Then I think I’m going to cook for the rest of the family to come eat and leave again to go work the fireworks booth until shutting time. A hastily thrown together holiday meal. The torture group has all sorts of opinions about this. They don’t think the family will have time to come home and eat. They think I’ll need to make up to go containers to take to them. They’re making a prediction. As if anyone really cares what they think. My part is not to care about their presumptions even when they get me in trouble. I go with the flow.