I am now in Brussels, prepared to attend this year's Bilderberg meeting at the Chateau Du Lac.
There are no chupacabras in Europe and very few Mothmen. But there are so many people.
My thoughts have been much clearer since I arrived in Belgium. Something back in Texas has been eating my thoughts and secreting strange phrases. An astral parasite?
I may remain in Belgium. Severing ties to my old life will not be that hard.
