Chapter 8
r cleaning toilets.
For fifteen days ly sick.
inuous vomiting and diarrhea.
t about sucic c were expelled from his body.
Actually o stay in t ay ended for ter he became well.
tional mont asylum, old me later, han hell for him.
;As long as I he same as I was.
But where I was.
I asleep and tarted pushing me.
I never noticed too.
everyone around me was mad as well.
Only all those people were mad.
quot;As I ceased to be mad, I became target of everyone there.
My problem I knee I wondered and worried w would o me now.
out of t mad, mad.
No doctor o believe me.
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e are surrounded by people oo.
e immediately kill troublesome, very disturbing to us.
A Britised a book of o a mystic, Gurdjieff.
tion is tremendous, wonderful.
ten, quot;to George Gurdjieff, turber of my sleep.
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tried to break mans sleep.
But if you attempt to break anybodys sleep, ake revenge on you.
Dont ever try to .
Up to noo s of ual sleep, we as well.
e dont notice it because oo.
I ered a city.
o a well would go mad.
ty.
t t he kings palace.
By time it city became ty, so even at t of turning mad, people drank ter.
? they were helpless.
And so by evening tire city had gone mad.
t t o drink ter from t well and become mad.
ers were o be saved from mad