Stolen Books...the hurdles that I climbed were just hurdles in my mind.
Check out the Prince of Unity, and see what he always sees. Check out the patterns of his heart...it'll be alright. We've known each other since we were nine or ten.
Together we killed frogs and we crossed seas.
But now the joy is gone, it's in my head where it burned strong.
See the tracers in the air & you cry 'cuz you're not there.
And what makes you free from fear, growing pains and losing hair?
It's a thousand blows that kept us here and even now when He's not near.
In my sweat is where I lose the most of me. I shake, I shit, I suck, I lose, I'm back.
I took the steps and I rode the waves. But now the waves ride me.
This is my manifest function.
Altruistic and with purpose.
Ignition of the mind.
***Currently Listening To:
MODERN LIFE IS WAR
DEATH IN JUNE
...and those mp3's of German marching music from WWII
DEATH TO THE WORLD fanzine
THE DAVINCI HOAX
THE LIFE OF H.P. LOVECRAFT