Comes closer by the passing of days,Slinking around the corners of our sight,Often recedes into mist and hazeNever recedes within fear's permit. Another idiot compromised, another life spent,Ignorant of the ticking clock, spread wideAmidst Distraction's toys, ignorant of the subject matterHe drawls toward the inconclusive,He steers into a chaotic norm,His speech deceives his own conscience,He... Continue Reading →
Appreciating Tool 8 Years Later
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortalityEmbrace this moment, rememberWe are eternal, all this pain is an illusion. James Maynard Keenan's convoluted rhetorical "Why can't we not be sober?" was my first foray into the American band Tool's music back in 2012 when I was in college during my undergrad years. As... Continue Reading →