so, my inner voice (a very strange thing, but not to be disregarded altogether) said some time ago: ‘move to Linux’.
i, rationally, said: ‘why?’
my inner voice said nothing. that’s how it is with them inner voices. drop their proverbial brick in the middle of your proverbial garden, and go, just like that.
i set to research. about what linuxes there are, what they can do and will they eat me if i am not careful. this resulted in a temporary install of linux Ubuntu (pangolin), which did not agree with me much, and the reasons were completely irrational.
then i tried Mint. and i think i like it. and this is understatement. how else can one explain poking round at an operating system, tweaking and whatnot, remembering my young unix days.
and now, after less than 3 hours of sleep, my mouth feels like …. probably unprintable, although these days one sees so much in print that ‘unprintable’ has lost its meaning. my head is a little dizzy, and my eyes are light-shy. and i have this awareness of things supernatural and transcendent.
in the brief hours of sleep i dreamed of the word ‘verdant’. in electro-violet and magentish colours.
*who needs drugs if they can have Linux Mint