I can’t sleep. Thoughts are swarming round my head. I keep swatting them away, but they keep coming back. It’s been like this for months now. The thoughts come at night. When all I want to do is sleep. But I’m always afraid. Every fucking hour of every damn day.
I just want to die. Finally drop dead and let the thoughts and anxieties drop dead with me. It doesn’t matter what anyone says. Life is not worth the pain I constantly feel.
If I can’t die, I at least want to sleep.
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The final vision, of, when, God, arrived, somewhere, this image was given to me, four by the limbs, with four sides, facing all, directions, it must be made of pure energy, shining in gold. We, shall, be, detecting, to, for, that, blue, Sapphire, throne, of, oh, the glory, of, God. The placement, as, the second, to the commander, and the ruler, of all.
The Siddhartha, version, 1:4