Over a decade ago, the blog I'd been keeping blossomed into a print project, Dreamflesh Journal. In the editorial I wrote:
'Dreamflesh was conceived in despair and hope. Its roots are nurtured by these entwined opposites that characterise our 'interesting times'. Either may lead to action: grasping at straws or at carrots dangled on sticks. Either may lead to inaction: why act when 'all is doomed' or 'everything will work out in the end'? When both play their part, when their hidden bond is quietly accepted, wholeness may flower.'
The balance between despair and hope has become a lot more volatile since then. Wholeness is in tatters. Where to now?