Cardinal Escape

It's around 9 pm right now. This is prime time for me to be enjoying my ... day. I'm done with work. People are asleep. Well, certain folk are - and I should be winding down by now. Kicking it with a bit of fighting for survival in Azeroth. Perhaps some Movies - haven't done that in a while. No? Some console fun - DOA. No? PS2? No? Handhelds perhaps? A bit of electroplankton? No? PSP? No? WELL THEN WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!

That's my head. And I'm thinking, perhaps I want to sleep and hide again. Terrible, really. Makes for piss poor reading too. Though there is the moment of awesomeness to hear the Halo theme running through a battle in DOA with a "secret" character. Well chuffed to hear that. The original Halo theme is one of those pieces of music that I believe will stay with me - it's so Glorious. For me it's up there with ... no, it isn't that far up. I mean, it has an effect on my soul. It reeks of glory and power and victory, nay, triumph. It's pride, though not conceit, embodied in music. I love it.

Might listen to some music. Tool. Now they're undoubtedly in a league of their own making. There is nothing I can say that would do even the slightest bit of justice to their majesty. To the perfection of a track as "simple" as Schism to guide me through ... that could help now. Just Tool - every day. Can't hurt. What worked once may very well work again. It can't really hurt now, can it?

It's annoying to be so confused about everything. I'm in another self. GOD, that music is awesome! I've asked the questions, time and time again. I've even been gifted with answers of a sort. Though I don't understand what they mean. I'm being ridiculously cryptic again. I I I I.

Why does one continue this? For the benefit of the not-so-random other? Not that there was any question of why, I suppose. A bit sad and pathetic really, but I can't really think of why else for this to exist and to continue. But it must - for the sake of speech. For clarity of mind in the face of an avalanche of mud and rocks. And yellow vomit with olive pits in it.

Till it beckons again. There will eventually be some positivity here. Just going through the motions now.