Quintilis

1 07 2007

The sun is in Cancer. I am in a strange place. I should be in trouble, instead I am troubled. Things are not unfolding the way I had arranged, instead everything seems to be imploding, I am falling into myself. My whole seems to be fading away, as I crawl away from the hole which we dug for ourselves. Now I am by myself, inside myself, and everything outside myself seems to be so far and so distant, just like the stars and the signs through which the sun makes it journey, across the celestial canvas, like a radiant brush, giant strokes across the heavens, wiped out by night fall, only to be replaced by stellar landscapes. MeDm 810, dMM 400



End of a Morbid Month

1 07 2007

This reportis several hours overdue. Spent much of the evening wandering into walls. Fell asleep staring at the keyboard. Had several conversations with people that were not clinically present at the time. Amidextrosity is quite a monstrosity. Figure it out, the figures will have it out. Time will tell when the time is up and the going gets rough. MeDm 600, dMM 1200