כִּשָׁלוֹן

Plug it in, crank it up…set the sleep timer for 30 min but you know it’s gonna get reset more than once. A distorted Guitar starts to build from the static, as It builds it seems to direct you to take a deep breath, it calms…anticipates. The hammer drops, and the band erupts in face melting madness, It’s about here that you lose the reality that you’re the only one listening. And a world forms from the melodies that sooths you… The vocalist starts painting a story but soon words become inept to describe the next part but that’s ok, everyone understands a simple scream. The song connects, so personal that you feel like its you screaming, its expressing what brought you to this song. You crave to escape but in moment of escape seams to also desire confrontation. This will do for both, maybe not the first time around, but replay and replay as you fade to sleep and it gets better.

It’s the end of the line shared by so many things: longings, frustrations, apathies, PISSED OFF, being hurt, being crushed, being…jaded, failure. Not allowed to be allowed (yet or at all) Trying only to be what you can be today, yet being the same as you can be for the future. Possible?...probable? …Grrr! Taking all the wrong boxes, the ones I think are broken, pouring the contents out in a moment of frustration and not stopping until your exhausted or out of boxes. Collapse to the floor and begin putting things all back where they came from.