I'm no longer a musician. I'm no longer a title. I have no name. I work for no man.
More and more lately, reference to my self is purely mechanical. If I were to say 'someone' or 'no one' or 'void filling itself inside itself in relation to itself', we would all get very confused.
I Am That I Am. That pain is the pain of everyone. That fear is the fear of everyone. The explosion which makes us jump out of bed at night and stumble through the dark, injuring our toes and perhaps smashing our hips into table corners... it is the condensed fear of an entire Universe. Those convulsions.... those blinding blasts of rushing images and sounds..... those are leaky valves in the vessel holding the fear, like a rabid animal in a cage made of chicken wire. It barely contains the sound and the fury. Sooner or later, it will break wide open, and the flood of it all may be overwhelming. It may even kill its containing vessel.
Pray that Fear may flee from It gently.
