Inner Light

I had once thought that they were the way, the founders, the pioneers. Now I know they are but means to an end.

They set the templates, the dirt roads, the corner stones, for true inner light to shine and awe everyone through the modern art of music.

So, thank you for setting up the templates. You’ve all served your purposes.

Now it’s time to let the templates fulfill their destined aim: let the inner light shine and soar to the heavens and purgatories. 

Never bended. Never tamed. Never a prey.

Set a course to the infinite fires.

Gettin’ creative

How creative can you get with the exquisite art of taking another’s life? Can never get one’s mind around it for sure.

Should a wet, rainy alley be treated differently than a dry, damp parking lot? Does the thickness and branding of one’s cutlery matter? Should certain styles of musical choice, attire or lighting be made?

Why do laymen think it’s all about being macabre anyway?

Peace of Mind

How does one achieve a peace of mind? Maybe not through bar brawls, one night stands, speeding through a graveyard or any other adrenalin rush thingy.

Drowning in a bottle of bourbon might not be a good idea either. Can’t see a bottle of prescription medication helping out any better...

Someone told me a long while back that such a peace is an illusion. The main reason for that being the mind’s own tendency to be fragmented...Always switching from one thing to another, like a hamster on meth.

Peace of mind? Fuck that..it’ll always be pieces of a hyperactive fragmented mind. 

Mind in Fragments