Dienstag, 20. Januar 2004
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georg, 18:47h
Current conditions don't allow a great deal of sleep. The whole 8 hour-per-night business is off, my body knows the whole procedure, my mind tries to dig out nearly lost memories about simliar times and you realize why your brain keeps on burring least wanted moments of your life.
But then again there is something my mind fears most above all the things: The completley unknown, the non-controllable, the bit which your mind paints in all the dark colours, where you lay there at night;eyes wide open just trying to think how you can potentially deal with all this.
And as you go on and do your stuff, draw your sword, one step at a time you come to the final conclusion that - no matter how hard or difficult something actually is...your mind always fucks your imagination and making it believe that everything is infinitely worse.
But then again there is something my mind fears most above all the things: The completley unknown, the non-controllable, the bit which your mind paints in all the dark colours, where you lay there at night;eyes wide open just trying to think how you can potentially deal with all this.
And as you go on and do your stuff, draw your sword, one step at a time you come to the final conclusion that - no matter how hard or difficult something actually is...your mind always fucks your imagination and making it believe that everything is infinitely worse.
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