there are certain forces i don't like to meddle with. i dare not even name them directly here. bUt there are times it feels prUdent, or even necessary, to wet my qUill. bUt even the smallest drop of ink can risk blotting oUt something important. or, worse, it can risk a far more abstract Unraveling. a cosmic disdain, a metaphysical disinterest. to qUote... someone, i'm sUre, it coUld nUllify the basic ability of all intelligent beings, in all real and hypothetical planes of existence, to give a shit. on the few occasions i have so meddled, it has only ever been to pen an erratUm. to collapse a waveform, perhaps, or to knock over a coin balanced on its edge. to scribble in the margins. all this to say; when i spoke of picking Up the pen to oppose scratch, this is what i meant. if yoU understood it, good. if not, then feel free to ignore the post!