A sort of re: long overdue
For a moment there, before I saw the nick of the author, I thought you have died Matt. I almost cursed you for using the title, but then, after reading into it, I saw that it was appropriate.
It seems now so insignificant a thing that our regular AIM chats, conducted during your late night binges and my early morning pre-crisis methadone downs, were interrupted for no other reason than a certain problem with my IT equipment, which forced me to use as few a programs as possible, AIM being the one often if not always off.
Many things have been crossing over my mind, after reading this trip report (although I see it more as a memoir of sorts - you do know my opinion of actual TR's), including thoughts of my own responsibility for this nightmarish scenario. Was the 'knowledge' I shared with you 'harm reduction' or 'cause of harm'? Did it, by itself lead to this, or was it just a small tributary of an, otherwise, logical progression of your plunge into the 'dismal situation waste and wild, a dungeon horrible, on all sides round as one great furnace flamed, yet from those flames no light, but rather darkness visible, served only to discover sights of woe, regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace and rest can never dwell, hope never comes that comes to all; but torture without end' (John Milton: Paradise Lost: Book I 60-67).
Eh you will probably know what I mean, I'm just lost on words, and so those of the writer long dead I did use.
Contact me, I'll make an effort to be around, so we can share some 'knowledge' again, maybe this time with you on the giving side?
Your friend from other half of the world,
Danguba, aka Achaemenian