as tall as I can feel as I
learn to live to
breathe fire

Why don't the kids mosh anymore?

Please explain.

Besides the music, that was always the best... are the kids just too cool to get sweaty? Are they text messaging each other across the dance floor (as E.-- suggests)?

Tell me. Please.

Why don't the kids mosh anymore?

Please explain.

Besides the music, that was always the best... are the kids just too cool to get sweaty? Are they text messaging each other across the dance floor (as E.-- suggests)?

Tell me. Please.

My dreams of late have been nothing short of terrifying -- stark, black, bigger than life, wake me up in a cold sweat nightmares.

I read that these dreams of violence, dismemberment, immolation spell something out along the lines of being overwhelmed by the dark side, a repressed anger, that feeling that 'things fall apart/ the centre cannot hold'... and it's all probably right.

I read also of a loss of trust in others, a feeling that my safety has been violated, that I have put myself out there too much and now suffer from exhaustion...

Nietzsche says we only need 'a Yes, a No, a straight line, a goal"...
Yes, I live for it all
No, I will not succumb to a world dictating that I work more than I play
a straight line towards more creative living
a goal that I will never tell

I lock myself in a world wrapped in jazz, rapt
and dream of better dreams