May I let my voice be a clarion call. I will use these words for justice. I will use these words for truth. And humour.

Friday, June 3, 2011


Lyrics revisited, right side up: "In an event horizon, mining my soul for 100k years"

When I'm not making music, my soul is starving.
My soul starves when I'm not making art.

The hunger inside, it crucifies,
Until there's nothing left but pierced, shredded, hollowed body and bone.
The black hole inside is gravity-defiant,
I can't believe I'm all alone!

But you.... are here.
I'm not alone in this fear.
The original seer.
My faith says you hear.

pax hominibus, 
agape to all,

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