I see now
how we partied all night, went to school or work
and were neither bored nor tired
this fresh fruit and vegetable diet from the garden my parents had
was so natural that I come to see now
how naturally I grew up, was fed by nature
I remember my mother in the middle of the night urging me to go to bed and sleep...
this diet over the last 13 month, since July 2006,
turned my sleep back to where it was when I was a teenager
Up 18 hours, getting 'tired' at around 5:30 in the morning,
like Picasso getting up by mid-day or one or so...
(Nietzsche's 'turning point')
this hasn't changed much, even so there was a short period
I would get tired late in the evening, nevertheless like a monk
I would still wake up at 2:00 and continue awake non-stop
Swedenborg used to sleep 'as needed' whenever that was...
ate strictly his semolina with milk and apparently nothing else...
now I don't watch TV, don't drive a car, books in the public library
don't carry the stuff I study...
so these Prairies here are another planet for me,
here people/talk and their hysterics
at first reminded me of my work last century
in a mental institution
it seems more and more that the ambiguity of 'madness'
is turning once again into an even ' greater normality '
and 'live people' I observe are extremely dead and univocal,
especially since my ears turned away from their rhetorical perversities