Stream Of Barely-Consciousness

Had to stay up all night. Big assignment due next day. Kept myself up through the night with caffeine pills and music. Dawn came, and I had to drag myself out the house to go to work. I struggled to stay awake on the train. I fell asleep sitting at some point. I entered an intense hypnagogic state, where I felt the walls of my brain fall down and my thoughts dive into chaos. Barely related ideas crossed paths and smashed together in a chaotic, atomic fusion. Deep in the folds, my conscious brain said “Write this down!”

The results were fascinating. I wrote this, yet I could never have intentionally wrote anything like this. Somehow, this was all in my brain. We usually cannot recall anything about hypnagogic experiences, and must simply accept their deep strangeness. The only way to accurately capture any part of our thoughts during these periods, is through writing.

This ‘poem’ is my unedited stream of barely-consciousness that I captured.

• The end of the ‘API access’ line was my hands shifting aside. I don’t remember the original intention.
• I am pretty sure ‘chinsss’ was me falling asleep briefly on the keyboard.