Symposium of Genius
The words of a crazed genius and his own symbiosis with the virtual.
10.1.06
Insomniac
There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful.
Maya Angelou
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