All my commentary lately is sleep-deprivation induced, not drug induced. However, the sleep deprivation itself is drug induced (or at least drug-encouraged), so I guess my commentary is drug-induced after all. Maybe if I keep commenting, I'll end up inducing a state of REM sleep in myself, which would be almost unimaginably pleasant at this point. Not bloody likely though.
The rest of this message should probably be posted on "The Dark Side," but oh well. If the insomnia continues unabated (and it has, even when I've been drug-free or on Ambien or Lunesta lately) I give myself 48 more hours max before I am carted away, strapped down, sedated, injected with antipsychotics and left alone to rant about demons, teddy bears, M16-toting spiders and walls that pulsate and bleed cherry coke ("No you idiot, that's regular coke! REGULAR coke!" -- they say -- OK, so maybe I was wrong... no need to get all pissy about it, you fuckers).
I sort of wish they'd come take me away right now, it would save 48 hours of suffering and guarantee SOME sort of unconsciousness for awhile. There are ways to arrange this, even ways to do it discreetly so your neighbors don't point & stare at you for the next 20 years. I'll have to give this subject more thought, make a few decisions (enough waiting, it ain't working) and then just proceed to act. Do this early enough and I probably get to choose a lot of what happens. Wait too long and it's out of my hands, the spiders with M16s will be running the show by then.