You have hurted me so bad, sometimes I stop, look up into the distant sky so as not to cry when I think about you. Why am I crying inside? That which was missing in me, emerged within me while in brief you were with me, and now life like, a flower without water, strains …
maybe the answer to life do not come from one question, maybe life has many questions that are born from the experiences we have in life and the answers to these are born when we interpret them and make them mean something to us. maybe their is not a universal answer, only multiple personal answers …
At times I try to ignore the world. Drown it out with sound, any sound – only to distract me until I remember how alone I am. It takes it away, this that is with me or without. Sometimes I wonder if lacking what I haven’t is that which twists my mind the way it …
I’m closed, once left open…inside now – I’m concealed, not revealed. i have places in me, my castle, that cry and weep, places that smile and those that I locked the last time, doors that I will not open anymore, for wolves and tears await me there. I have places that i sit in, in …
Stu Rocks – is a sad song, about loss and one copes with it. [display_podcast]
In the past two days I’ve gotten inspiration from somewhere and created 4 tracks – I played them for someone and the term ‘rock trance’ came into being.
after a while, after a long while in stillness you come to realise things. things that are for real. things that are the true source of importance in life, in your life. after a while, you think and you stir many thoughts in a mind at peace with itself… you come to realise that things …
Recently I’ve lost most of my thoughts that I manage to have. I can’t seem to hold on to any. its as though they are invisible, transparent and fading as they pass right through my mind. Non stop it seems. I’ve lost my will to speak, to express – to invoke… Still feel like a …
Nobody really cares about how you feel. They are too caught up with theselves and how their actions impose themselves onto the world. Sometimes I sit down quietly and wonder about the people in the week… I wonder how people can be so insensitive. People will take what you give them and they will keep …
If i met myself I wonder what I’d think. If I had to turn the table around and look into my eyes, with all my ways, how would i see myself. Would I think otherwise and where would I place myself? With my tendencies and preferences and in depth cross analysis – who would I …