Man, I tell you what. I don't know what's gotten into me. I've been dex-free for like 5 days. Alright maybe four. Feels like months. I don't have any apprehensions though, anything holding me back. I feel so clairvoyant, and lucid... hard to explain to anyone who hasn't spent at least a week in a dissociative-binge (much less 3 years).
Been doing a lot of reading. Been reading a lot of my old writings, too... maybe I'm just trying to rediscover myself. Sounds sappy, I know. But sometimes the truth ain't always what you want it to be.
Well I can't really think right now. There's this muchacho to my right, acting like he's the only rooster in a pen of cocks. I can tell if I sit here any longer I'm gonna be finding any excuse to tear his fuckin face off.
If Copernicus, Tesla, or Hendrix had blogs... err... the faint shadows of their blogs caught in a blast of cold wind might resemble what is presented in this Tome o' Darkness xD
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