Refuge of the Mind

[Uthanatos]

A man holds dear to him many things.

Things that he craves and desires, pleasures of material and flesh and does scorn the weakness of his body when inconvenient. To defy Chronos, and spurn the calling of Demeter's gifts, but worse, to turn a blind eye to Hypnos.
No sleep today, there is work to do.
No sleep today, there is love to be made.
No sleep today, there is wine to drink.

We cannot defy Chronos and a man will soon crave the hearty grains of Demeter, but still we rebuff Hypnos.
No sleep today there are coins to be had.
No sleep today, foes to be slain.
No sleep today
....no sleep today.

In that moment when all is at peace and man turns his head to restful thoughts and is responded by Hypnos, no sleep today, he does weep, and as the sorrow falls heavy with salt from his eyes, he knows remorse. To beg of Hypnos to embrace him, to forsake him no longer.
No work or love
no wine no coin or victory may bring him peace....for that is the power of Hypnos.

To sleep the sleep of the dead, to know that peace for just a little while, lest he go mad, man might abandon pride and dignity and weep naked at the feet of the god of slumber, but he knows, a simple rest and the man will say once more...

no sleep today, there is work to do.

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