I crossed the Pacific to get away from that which is to keep suppression of the spirit and find that it has arrived before me. The young people embrace it and the old watch it arrive. It will one day take over every inch of the world with only a few specks that do not conform out of the sheer desire not to. Even then it will be a fight. Sooner if not later, if we do not see the venom in its fangs, then the day will arrive that all have long dreaded.

Do I see it stopping? Yes, I see it stopping by stopping it in me. I tell you to flee from it, flee for your life not yet lived for if you were alive, you would flee.

I did not get to sleep until zero three hundred and then slept until zero eight thirty; just at the time we were untying and leaving port. I suppose that for a day I should have a view of the stern, since at Kaohsiung they unloaded two levels of containers, giving me a view from my living quarters.