15 On Sleep Deprivation

Then an eccentric hummed the first three bars of “Light My Fire”, threw his toupée into the wind and shouted, Speak to us of sleep deprivation.

And verily he answered:

We are all too frequently bored by the virtue of moderation. Instead, we worship the goddess of excess, even if her fruits be strangely devoid of nourishment. And our misfortunate celebrities are destined to let us down.

I have been up now for three days, and three nights in an orgy of wakefulness. And verily I did pass through the doors of perception, and cross over to the other shore. And there I did see visions of rare truth and beauty.

I kept a careful diary of my thoughts and notions, born of this caffeine induced madness. And though my writings may some day be published, I suspect them to be mysteriously lacking in meaning and content.