I can't sleep

[Mirah]

Man, have I been smoking peyote?

What a wild dream!

Drum circle, flute playing, medicine woman was in my dream
I helped someone release and then I released
Just laid on the grass and wept
Out loud in front of strangers
While the flute played on

 

[Mirah]

I put a lamp in the corner

Already some birds are waking up

 

[Mirah]

I have no trouble sleepig these days
sometimes i still like to listen to something in the background. I heard this sound on a show tonight and thought, "I want to fall asleep to that"

 

[jack]

 

[Mirah]

I can't see whatever it is. I'll check later on computer.
No problem sleeping now.

 

[The Question]

It's the
staccato
tempo you've
taken on as
an affectation
You've conditioned
your brain to
start and stop
start and stop
start and stop
start and stop
which is why
you can't
just
stop

So knock it off, and write (and, by extension, think) in complete sentences. Retrain your mind to begin, progress, explore fully, and only stop at the end; not before. Once you do that, you'll reach the end -

- of the thought
- of the statement
- of the day

-fully prepared for (and feeling that you have genuinely earned) the rest you need. And then you'll get the rest you need.

 

[jack]

You giving her "diction" now?

 

[Mirah]

boring

 

[Mirah]

I am not here to write a fucking novel. Thats you.

So you do you.

And I'll do me.

Literally!

 

[jack]

 

[Mirah]

I felt that yesterday when I was wide awake. Neighbor gal can't stop talking for 2 seconds.

 

[Mirah]

I slept for a couple of hours and then woke back up

damn

 

[jack]

 

[Mirah]

I can't eat
I can't sleep
I am a mess
Holy Fucking Fuck!

 

[The Question]

Well, fucking quit it.

You know what the solution is to all this hoopla?

Break it. Take a hammer and fucking smash that emo horseshit to pieces.

I mean, obviously, if you actually want a solution. If you're just wallowing in the stupid-sauce, then go on and wallow in it, then.