I tried so fucking hard, and I failed.

Failed like y'all knew I would, I'm sure. That's why none of y'all wished me any luck, innit?

I can't find the drive within myself anymore. I'm all poison inside.

Nor do I see any external means of ignition, either.

I'm so fucking spent. Burned out. A husk.

I hate myself.

Fuck.

So tired.

Yea, I am hereby pledging that I will try to write one page on Monday.

Wish me luck, y'all.

Still tired.

Today I woke up. Then I got really tired, and I went back to sleep.

CYCLE I:

0 + 1

CYCLE II:

Where awareness touches information, there comes sensation.

You are the sum of the sensations.

And that's all there is.

CYCLE III:

What is awareness? Awareness is the fresh universe when it was still empty.

What is information? Information is the final universe filled to the brim.

Sensation is the fresh universe asking the final universe...