23 Sept 98 
 
Ah, the world is back to reality.  A touch of October has diffused into 
this month, and all the pores in my head are opening up to let in the 
world.  (It must be that, because the pores are releasing alot of hair 
follicles to allow passage for these new, as yet unattached things.) 
 
Yesterday I had a revelation as to the source of intensely sensual 
creativity.  Some people thought drugs were the way, but I have discovered 
hunger and extreme fatigue when you are not allowed to go to sleep do 
wonders to the psyche. 
 
Not necessarily good wonders, but just wonders. 
 
Not allowing one to doze does not seem to hamper the mind from going into 
a partial-dream state, and I remember candy from my childhood that no 
longer exists -- like gatorade gum (that stuff was great)  or bonkers... 
or that gum with the goo in the middle.  I saw myself chewing on words 
with layers of flavor, vermillion syrup trickling out and down my chin... 
 
 
I love the autumn.