I always liked King Crimson, although I did (and still do) find their lyrics a little pretentious - except for confusion being one's epitaph. That, I can relate to. Oh yes indeed.
Musically, I preferred (and still do) 21st Century Schizoid Man. Ah, those days of wildly misspent youth.
Anyway, today's puzzle is this: everything that can go wrong either has done or is in the process of doing so. So why am I not concerned? I can't decide if it's some new spiritual maturity or if I've simply slipped a very vital cog. Hope the former, fear the latter.
As the Pennsylvania Dutch (who weren't, of course, Dutch at all, but German - they were called "Dutch" as a perversion of the German word for "German": Deutsch) back home would say:
Yah well.
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