All at once it seems all is getting fussy. May be it has been always fussy and what is happening is actually clarifying the fussiness.
I am trying to be less ego driven, I am trying to be aware of my ego and people's ego and societies' ego and religious group's ego and nation's ego. But in the end, I am responding to them all. I am living their rights and wrongs. I feel buried, unrealized, unsatisfied, untrue.
I am told I write vaguely, that I have lots to say but I do not say it after all. Now I am trying to write. Just saying.