Blissful Unconsiousness

Sleep is a crutch.

 

Sleep is for the weak.

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Sleep when you die.

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Work til you are hungry. Eat til you are tired. Sleep until you have to go back to work.

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I must not sleep.
Sleep is the mind-killer.
Sleep is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my exhaustion.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the exhaustion has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain. 

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Lord, I am so tired.  How long can this go on?

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(I'm tired, can you tell?)