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The heat is back today.

I woke from angry dreams to the anger of yesterday.

Last night, I swallowed an amazing pill. Amazing. For four hours, there was no anger. In the end, there were hardly any feelings at all. I think maybe the effects of that pill are what sramanic thought means by achieving Nirvāna. People spend their lives searching for it and never come close. But it can be had in a pill.

Yesterday, I wrote 134 words on Chapter One of The Drowning Girl. And then the anger found me, and I was unable to write anything more during the afternoon. I'd hoped to finish Chapter One before moving along to "The Yellow Alphabet" (for Sirenia Digest #56). I'm maybe three thousand words from the end of the chapter. It'll still be there when I come back in a week.

In another entry, I may explain some of the sources on the anger. Or I may not.


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Jul. 25th, 2010 06:26 pm (UTC)
I wanna know just what this magic pill was so I can eat a handful of them and achieve satori.
Jul. 25th, 2010 06:53 pm (UTC)

I never kiss and tell.

Okay, that's a lie.
Jul. 26th, 2010 02:03 am (UTC)
Seroquel does something like that for me. It also makes me outrageously horny, which can get awkward.
Jul. 26th, 2010 01:45 pm (UTC)
I should probably have meds for my anger, but found hours of gardening solitude works wonders.
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