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 →
Somniferous Rambling
Somniferous; Eyes stared at me, Like an apparition facing In the mirror, almond-like, A breath encasing the scene Like smoke, confusing, confounding, A mistique stare- cold and white. I freeze in a breeze sharp, it was so real Like the walk in lost wonderlands, Rides appalling, will I ever come down? It was so... Continue Reading →