Square Planets

I have not been sleeping well. At all. I finally go under at about 5am while the birds mock me and I wake at 7am. After about three days of this the mania kicks in. I start coming up with frightening solutions. I have even started thinking about nature, something I almost never do. The other morning I got perilously close to considering the universe but it was just a ballgame in my mind. I mean planets are never square, maybe the only square things in nature is some rock formations and the checker board pattern of the fritillaria flower. My friend Angus loved these flowers, which can also resemble the scales of a snake.

Then it got even more dangerous. I started thinking about science. I started to think in binary code but with no possibility of synthesis because I was too hung up on the symbols, on my noughts and ones. I started thinking about batteries and which end is female and which is male. I decided the positive symbol was female and so was the zero. Because the planet is round and masculinity is a line that exhausts itself before it gets anywhere. But none of this solves the problem of all the dead batteries of the world and the constant recharging of the world’s remote.

It’s best to never think about God, what a loser. And the reality is I haven’t really left my bed since 2022 and it’s getting worse to the point I couldn’t make my MSD appointment because I can’t seem to move. I need to get to the doctor to tell him about how I can’t move. It’s a physical problem but also it is the law of physics. I’m not asking for help, that would be ridiculous but please bear with me because at least I am writing again.