Just a bit of background to this blog entry.  For 4 years I suffered with Chronic Cluster Headaches. Also called Suicide Headaches, these have been termed the worse pain known to man.  I don't know if that is right or not but I do know of the devastating effect they had upon my own life and that of my friends and family.

I'm now fitted with a neurostimulator that works and stops the headaches in their tracks.  I still have some breakthrough pain every once in a while. .Normally, at that meeting point of night and day.  The time when it's too late to call night but still too early to call morning.  That's a bit of the background to 3:33.

3:33

It's 3:33, that's half of 666 and yet it's not half bad but the thoughts that corrode and erode the wiring in my brain continue at full pace.

They make my heart race and the blood that pounds confounds my sensibilities.

The synapses and spaces glow white-hot with the speed of thought at the speed of light and just at the right moment, when I think i can take no more.

It grinds to a halt.

It's 3:34.