BrainDeath: Insomnia and the Ancients of Mu-Mu...

Well come...

Oh, you poor darling, stumbling across this shite, um, site. Did someone send you...? Is Uncle Google unwell...?! Oh well, you're here now, so while you wait for another page to load feel free to tune into my brain as it explodes words all over the page... On a good day some may end up randomly coherent and somewhat meaningful... On an awesome day, I will just throw shit and see what sticks.

Your experience here will be greatly rewarded if you have a working knowledge of 'Survivor' (the understated, barely-known American reality show, not the ridiculous, be-mulleted band), 'Today' (Australian version avec Karl Stefanovic and co. [don't get me started, just watch the clip in my first post...]), 'Judge Judy' (again, wha...?), insomnia (not the Christopher Nolan film) and (last, but methinks most) decent music.

And it would possibly help if your literacy skills could keep up with my over-convoluted, ridiculously complicated (over-grammarised, I hear... and could be marred by totally invented wordicles...), tangent-laden sentences. Say what? Nothin... Just ignore me.

xxx

Tuesday, 25 October 2011

Insomnia and the Ancients of Mu-Mu...

NB. Incoherence blamed on seven hours sleep over a thirty-six hour period, and also note I happened to fall asleep after writing this tripe.

It's 3am... 3am... It's 3am eterrrr-er-er-errrr-ernal... (bow-bow-bow-bowwwww) Are you ready? Ancients of Mu-Mu... Ohhhhh... Here we go...

Thank you, whoever-you-are-who-wrote-that-song-whose-name-I-can't-remember-right-now-cos-my-brain-is-melting-with-Tired...
Thank-you for expressing what 3am means to sleepless nights. The eternity of the night turns to a kind of nuttiness (are you ready...?). The balance between night and day is precarious - kinda stuck between midnight and dawn. If there is one hour within twenty-four that screams sleep, it is 3am til 4am... and if you're an insomniac pottering around at 3am, chances are things could get a lil manic til crash time. (...here we go...)

I wonder if the 'Ancients of Mu-Mu' line has to do with the little flits of hallucination that dance around the corners of your eyes around this time...? Does it relate the smoky mirage that surrounds the computer screen like an aura, making my heart jump to my throat as I sniff at the air, reminding myself not to throw anything 'water' on an electrical fire...? I don't know... 'ancients', 'Mu-Mu' and hallucinations all hint at something ethereal. Or it is just me?

Nite xxx