Nights of Wisdom

I have spent days crawling the earth, then it turned to months and years. No other period has been so teaching than the nights on my bed. The human god becomes active and goes astray.

I have learnt not to restrict my thoughts in times like this, for among many stray thoughts is a perfect target waiting to be utilized.

From 9pm to 11:59am I am always pushing my brain to explore beyond the poles of the earth. So much have I desecrated my bed that I have to count from 1000-0 in order to find sleep.

However, from this hour, I have resolved to write on my bed. As my friend Odigbo would say, make it black and white and the image sticks.