I'd like to meet:
Me? I believe in true love and admire the brilliant nobility that human nature is capable of expressing.
There are some things in this world I will never understand, but I will always seek answers where
there are seemingly none. This world is far too
harsh and I've seen it beat down the most noble and
loving of individuals, while others get by with so
little effort. The weak, ugly, and suffering... they
are truly, the most beautiful of all humans. They
are the purest example of Courage. They know what it
takes to live this life and to still keep moving
forward.. they go to work wondering whether or not
they will be able to make it through one more day.
Only to come home to a dark room...
loneliness...
emptiness...
A life where there are few other comforts.
There is
No signifigant other..
just the void of their dreams
Infinite dreams and hopes.
These people are Compassion and Kindness personified.
I am honored to call them Friends.
Sometimes I wonder if I am still able to breathe when I wake up at every hour of the night. I think I have had the same nightmare for a little more than a year now. The same demon. The same faceless savior that magically makes this a flourishing dream under sparkling skys. Yet still when I think that I have managed to wake up gasping for air only to find his sparkling eyes instead... there has been no one there next to me all the while. Music is all there is. Music is all there will ever be. It is the inspiration to keep my eyes open when I so desperately want to close them on the world in attempt at saying "I will forget this life, and the pain that I have brought into it". Music is the reminder that someone else in this world is standing beside you in spirit, telling everyone to fuck off and leave you alone because there is so much beauty to be heard in the melody. That there is someone else beside you... when seemingly no one. That is why we go to shows and never really say one word to one another... but can headbang in perfect unison. We get it.
Music is what I keep this myspace for. Because thats all there is. Love is something that is reserved for the ballad, sonata, aria, and movement. Hate is something reserved for the riff, blastbeats, and double bass. Only in Metal have I been able to find the most perfect, complimentary balance which resembles... Life.
Heroes: