Yes the extremes are pulling at the ropes once again tightening around the realities restraining the social whensoever to the limit .
Of such the day's fly by untouched without any possibility of control just a feeling of total miserable .
Anxieties take over the controls to partition the day into segments .
Awake begins the time as I see it although passing through the night awakening over and over stirs the sweet silence of the passion of sleep.
Up again an again throughout the nights passing.
Loosing such precious sleep which in reality leaves one to be in a state of mind throughout the day into a surreal effect of dwindling attention deficite disorder .
Time passing by without notice until that so polite dimming of the senses an the inevitable reality of the necessity of rest reaches out an grabs you back forcing one to crawl back into bed .
Not even totally awaken it seems that overwhelming desire to close the eyes an drift back into the recesses of dream state in which it seems once there the terror returns once again in the subconscious mind .
Stirring one out of the relaxed mind into awake and aware of reality once again .
Such frequencies are realised that the dwindling effect wears rampant on the soul .
Loosing such precious time in the sleep category the entire waking reality become a haze of lost moments in time .
Effectively wiping out the possibility of being productive .
Let alone keeping up with chores an jeez the reality of a job or work has been so long that a feeling of stability has been lost .
In such for so very long the time of such slips the minds remembrance's of reality .
The passing time fails the perceptions an the day's weeks months slip right on by the grasp of conscious behaviour.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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