Tuesday, December 16, 2008

:: Epitaph ::
soundcheck : Muse - Sing for Absolution

Today, I awake.

In that single experience I felt and thought so many things that I'm surprised I didn't just break down right after. It's a lot clearer now, because when you start to pick apart at the fibres, you get a sense of how everything is strengthened by the weave, and how everything can so easily come apart.

Rebirth is an idea that everyone struggles with - with the more common among us, hiding behind the suggestion of such a word to imply a new found gain; a ruse. Not a word I'd dare use, yet only because of the gap I perceive between revelation and common delusion.

This is the unshackling; and I'll never be more ready.

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spoken. at 7:39 AM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."