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Insomniac's Thought

Insomniac's Thought

It's 4 am and all is not well. Sometimes you feel like your mind is locked in a cell. So many variables causing cerebral abrasions. Maybe my mind's turbulence is causing my sleep deprivation. I try and meditate to hopefully feel messages like Gaia was sending them through Earth's vibrations. Or maybe what I need is a direct message like a thunderbolt of lightning from Zeus, a divine intervention. Sometimes I feel like giving up when there is no solution. I wish I could rejoice like Zion in Matrix Revolutions. Maybe transform into something positive, but that sounds like it would be an Illusion. Sometimes heartbeats sound like unbearable noise pollution. Sometimes an arrow from Cupid to the heart might feel like a cardiac execution. If I cloned myself to see what others see, that would just be a poor substitution. I need peace of mind so I don't have to use this piece of mine and end up a prisoner in my own heads internal mental institution.

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Scspence

Normally an insomniacs thoughts are the best! Good read!

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Dean Kuch

Hey, Jonathon.
This read a lot like a Rap song to me.
My son writes and performs Rap music.
Thanks for sharing.
Now, try to get some sleep, lol!
~Dean ???
 

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Faith Van Riel

Sometimes our best work comes out when we can't sleep, 
well versed and very visual!!

Faith

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