PREFACE
Ohh whenst o’er stimulated whensts our lusts our desires tier us send us into accidie into the languor of impuissance the death of apathetic torpor satiated into stupor alive but dead o’er fed gorged into boredoms depression Ohh to escape this Pratāpana of 4.2467328×1017 years long where ones desires burn thy flesh Ohh Where to escape but into sleep into dreams to depressions to dream away in sleep for eternity n’er to wake but sleep