It seems we have entered the looking-glass. Things are upside down.
All I know is what Bob Dylan said,
” This is hard country, to stay alive in
Blades are everywhere, and they’re breaking my skin
I’m armed to the hilt, and I’m struggling hard
You won’t get out, of here unscarred
It’s a long road, it’s a long and narrow way
If I can’t work up to you, you’ll surely have to work down to me someday”
This happened in just one week.
The picture. Not what you are thinking. It’s a reflection made on the back of a car trunk, or boot, if you prefer.
One more thing. To those of you who follow Storyteller and are now fearful, I am with you. Many of us are.