September 24, 2007
And the only thing keeping me awake is the underlying gnawing, the hypervigilance, the Police State in my mind where drastic measures are taken to keep the peace, to keep the order, to keep the tranquility at the expense of the innocent. I sift and scratch, stand sit bend contort. The humidity is deafening and the silence is soft. My senses, the cables, the wires have been crossed and itís three AM and the last thing I remember, before the shitake tofu and after calling the ICU nursing station is Sunday church services, the ones during but not after 1985.