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I fancy the bass player…

I have broken myself down to the barest bone, and emotionally choked the life from my claustrophobic breast….what have I achieved in this lifetime?…I have utterly disconnected with most if not all family and friends, and have forced a withered ego to hold up within this unofficial framework that happens to house my soul….where has this soul been before?…Painting and drawing have been natural outlets for both pain and suffering, respectively, but music remains the deepest expression of my hearts whims and beats…Though I may sway restlessly through this meaty odor of existence, I have never forgotten how music affects the roots of my being, or how I became this way because of music’s magnetic field…It may be that I am a bug that derives Jesus-like joys from the throes of decay that these human forms experience over time, but I choose not to shelter my mental powers further with this kind of disillusionment…Imagination spills from me like vomit from the bulimic, I jam a brush into the throat of my deepest reservoirs, and upchuck gems of bitter realism…I am spasming as the filth reaches intolerable levels, and the unlucky would find themselves dead calm…I stay my course, and this muck envelopes me, telling me that art is the only means towards an end…I may be laughable as the poet or the painter, and even as the musician, but I will not be deterred by backwash from an undulating mass of feebs and retrolinks…You may hate me, but I will never hate your small minds as you feed on the blood from my soul’s fount….you taste me even now…My musical aspirations will never die, but will always be taken up by the next young innocent that believes that destiny is just one chord away from their successful grinding…I began deep in the filth of a system that rejects the fringe elements, and soon I will find my way to another perfect place in the thick of it all…No matter what the fate of your shoes, I will never need to know death, but maybe you’ll hear one of my tunes one day soon…

Thanks, khet.