I am a play-acting leader wandering aimlessly, Trudging up and down each ridge and valley, Marching headstrong on twisted paths unknowing; Eager to say ‘Here is the way, follow me.’ I set off young, ill-equipped, and eagerly, To a distant snow-capped peak I aimed to journey, Heavy burdensome pack filled to overflowing; Doubt, inexperience, […]
Check out video here. Check out lyric interpretations here. Writers: Adam Jones, Daniel Carey, Maynard Keenan, Justin Chancellor The Grudge Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity. Calculate what we will or will not tolerate. Desperate to control all and everything. Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all […]
For eleven years we stood side by side, drifting on the surface of a mirror lake. Eyes cast down, we mistook our reflections for reality. And as we drifted toward the approaching falls, the surface remained smooth, unbroken, for we drifted imperceptibly. In and out of silent coves, we failed to register the shifting shores. […]
Severed narratives. Ego, understanding, security, perspective, ripped asunder. Open, festering, emotional wounds. Who am I? With what do I build again? How do I see again? Where does the nightmare end and the future begin? I repeat: where does the nightmare end and the future begin? Optimistically uncertain. But afraid. Nervous. What parts of the […]
No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell. – Carl Gustav Jung
What is my problem? I can’t control this anymore. Let it out. Let it out. Let it out. A million times let it out. Do you want to be that person? No? Let it out. Let it out. You don’t need control. Let it out. Let it out. Let go of the control. You don’t […]
I have found that no exertion of the legs can bring two minds much nearer to one another. – Henry David Thoreau
Just because it hurts doesn’t make it bad. And pleasure can be an insidious companion. Addiction may bring ecstatic release; enlightened dedication, anxious suffocation. The devil wears many guises, and a rose sits atop a ladder of thorns.
There a seed, and a little tree. There a brook, and rolling rocks. I see sky and birds and fluttering monarchs. I hear the field frog sing. There, moths circle the light, and congregate around the bulb, while dusk brings the chorus of crickets to life. I rest my feet in the coolness of the […]
I crave the morn. The crystal dew on the petals of an opening rose. The dripping drops of water from the thorns – a ladder of leaking faucets. There is a comfort to the sun’s early slanting rays; they cast a warm and magical spell. Belief in rebirth; that first draught of fresh clean air; […]
Sing me softly to sleep life, Let all my dreams drip into days, Let love and joy fill me life, Till death takes me gently away. Sing me softly to sleep life, And never let me wake.