I am tired...

I need fucking rest. Had little sleep. My mind's working like hell but my body can't keep up gyud. I need to rest. Russ will now hibernate in a cave somewhere in the outskirts of mongolia. I will spend sometime with yaks and some buddhists monks. I'll go skinny dipping with a quiet boy-man type and rest on him all day. He'll cook for me, give me massages and baths, and he'll sing me to sleep every night. I will then be fed with knowledge effortlessly by a computer connected to my brain and paint when I'm completely rested. When I get a little tired, I'll call my boy-man and have him relax me again. While eating Italian in Mongolia, I will watch light and colorful but profound films by my favorite directors and actors and cuddle with my boy-man. Every day, I will go to a nearby temple and light incense while buddhists monks chant gregorian style. I will also invite gregorian monks to sing and chant with the buddhists as I watch and listen in utter pleasure. My boy-man will bring me fresh flowers everyday and walk with me along streams and places with breathtaking views. i will hear from the radio news that the philippines has become first-world and i will smile in contentment. God, I need rest gyud.