I feel as if I have moved inside a beautiful bubble.  There’s huge amounts of chaos and trouble, depression, worries, etc going on all around me, and I’m safely ensconced inside my beautiful world.  I’d like to do my part to help.  In fact I’d love to do my part, but anytime I try to join in I get used, trampled on, put down.  So here I am with all the cells of me brought to this place.  Inside here I spend my time doing a little work, but mostly keeping myself entertained.  I’ve already tested all the things that can happen when I try to step back on the earth in any way, and none of them are good.  Everyone has their own little soapbox or control group, and there’s huge amounts of anger and fighting and bickering and problems.  I can’t even turn that way at all.  Damn, I wish I knew what will happen to me out here in this beautiful bubble all by myself.  I have long been on a forward path, and that path has ALWAYS had movement.  It has NEVER been static, so I don’t think that I will be just sitting here twiddling my thumbs forever – now that I’m here.