9 July 2012
It's been a very long day and I'm ready to fall into the mental retreat of the dream world, a blank sheet, an abyss of possibility, hope and endless abilities. Under medication, drugged by music and coffee and lost in fantasies of flashing lights and an endless state of sugared comatose. Ready to crawl into the dark recesses of my blood-warm coffin, my bed of nails, to be caressed by sweet, surreal nightmares. No structure to my thoughts, no method to my madness, no schedule to my spells. I shall wake with more words tomorrow- goodnight everyone.
Goodnight • Opuss № I