This swelling in my head
Has to end...
This pounding...
Oh the pain.
You never get used to it.
You just grow numb around it...
"You're gonna die of cancer I promise you. Fuck you.."
-Maynard James Keenan
LIFE FEEDS ON LIFE.
Darkness surrounded me before I was born. It was the comfort that surrounded my fragile being. At birth, the light stung my eyes and so I cried. Naked, cold, pain.
Life in the light continues to hurt. So I seek for that comfort within the darkness that once surrounded me, and I will forever live within it.
What is the reason for the light/life? Still unknown. Confused. Still searching for answers. For purpose. A reason for existance. The mystery echos in my head as the light continues to sting my eyes. They burn like razorblades when tears want to fall. My head pounds like the knocking on a big oak door everytime the non-existing heart wants to pump life through it.
Doest thou need the light to see the way?
Any Choice made by you is never wrong if you are the one who owns the consequences.
BUT...
You make choices based on someone else's influences...
...it was still YOUR choice...
You STILL own the consequences.
...And those are the choices that haunt you for lifetimes.
"You can't see past choices you don't understand."
-The Oracle
For 3 days in a row, I was "followed" by several murders of crows.
The first murder contained from 1500 to 2000 crows in 3 groups.
The second murder contained from 150 to 200 crows in 2 groups.
The third murder contained from 15 to 20 crows in one group.
A choice has to be made.
My crowism itches at me intensely. Needing more points of view desperately.
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