That’s it. Like I mentioned, it’s purely a historical matter, a static snapshot of a state of being that has no bearing on anything past its conclusion. There are no issues to discuss or argue, nothing to reconsider, and certainly nothing to cause concern in the present.
One has to take into account the level of development at the time. That was before pre frontal cortex and executive decisions were usually less than ideal. Things were hot or cold in those days, up or down, a song on the radio was either good or it wasn’t.
I could only exist at the poles. After being demoted into that purgatory of mundane gradation in between, I was on new ground. I had no map. I couldn’t even believe it happened let alone comprehend your motive. Spoken words, even written and signed statements, had value to me. There couldn’t have been any intervention by a higher force because none existed. While this was my biggest weakness, it certainly wasn’t yours.
I’m not sure how you felt about it; it was never explained. Certainly not anything to give you cause to reconsider. Everything and anything to say about it is in that message. I hate to think that that’s all there is, but that’s all there is."
-from Message in a Bottle