What a week it's been. A month, a year, a life.
Anniversaries piling on at the moment, a little overwhelming.

Personally I worry about Mauberly, missing in blogging and Days Heads. Mauberly awakened my interest in Wittgenstein over 8 years ago, I think. I learnt about slabs. His last comment in November, 2012:

"If Wittgenstein were the brick layer, 'block' and 'slab' would have caused him to stumble."

Somewhat prescient - in a wibbly wobbly time travel sort of way. I sent out some feelers a while back but no news came back, except that others are concerned also. I hope you are alright mate, wherever you are.

Meanwhile a picture they say tells a thousand words. But sometimes a picture cannot convey the moment. Bushfires are ravaging Australia. The smell, the crackling, the heat, the explosions, the voracity of flames consuming things instantly, the fireballs, the choking smoke and the speed of the fire cannot be conveyed by photos, it is a lived experience.

I am living a full on upside down, shaken all about, confused time at the moment. I am not the man I was, and need your prayers gentle reader.

I have an opportunity to begin something that could be good for me. But oh, the uncertainty. I hope I do not stumble, and fall:

Edited. Mauberly has surfaced. Great news!