Sunday, February 26, 2012

Tripwires and Squibs

Well, I feel rather pathitic as I wait for sleeping pills to wind my loudly spinning thouhts down to numb sleep of unremebered dreams. I hate that I have a vauge sense of vibrant dreamscapes with corny misconstrued plots, only to awake to a mere taste or smell, a powerful feeling with fastly fleeting storyline or not-so-strange face that my waking brain can't cypher. Bed dreams of a numb mind. New multi-speared enthrallments flood my brain I and rule me until the next dose. But one must sleep and even if near OD happens to be what takes you to the dark dreamless gray, so be it. I try hard to pull it all together to no avail; no wanted recall for me. Because it is time to slave and toil to the music of today's obsessive task/research/thing. Can't focus on the past because I need to figure out today's experiments before I have sleep next time. What day is it anyway? "It's manic monday. It'sssss always manic monday! How many time do we need to go over this?"


I woke up late, not that I am expected anywhere. I watched tv and surffed  till 6pm. I get a bite to eat and back to bed for more of the same. I hear tripwire in my periphery from some electronic input. CLICK: today's mission plan has arrived; read it before it selfdestructs! "Tripwire" All tabs clear across the top of my virus-filled search brower. New tabs pop-up, one by one as I methodically scan the ether for links for directions, diagrams, schematics, or the fork that leads me down the next stop towards security. Many tabs popped up like crenalations thwarting my progress. Bing Image, Google search, instructables, and you tube propagandized for my time. Once I got the gist of Tripwires for my applications, one of the sidebar, hey if you enjoyed reading that subject here is something you might find interesting. I don't need an entity in my life psychoanalyzing me,...ohh.

What's a tripwire without an alarm. Needless to say it is 3:30am and I'm winding down from hrs of my search of near every box and drawer in the house locating the necessary components to make squibs. Well off to bed so I can work on my working squib design. Tomorrow, for my drugs have kicked in.

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