“C’est l’histoire d’un homme qui tombe d’un immeuble de cinquante étages; le mec au faire la mesure de sa chute il se répète sans cesse pour se rassurer: jusqu’ici tout va bien, jusqu’ici tout va bien, jusqu’ici tout va bien… mais l’important, c’est pas la chute, c’est l’atterrissage.”
Primitive Reason, Some of Us, The Day Will Come
December 25th 2008, got up around 9 am; no hangover whatsoever… sun was going high and already glowing, the gentle breeze making the pastures behind the house wave, and shining white green.
Took a drive down the beach where there was no one, and while I was out looking and starring at the sea, the wind spoke to me for the first time is a long, long while. She said “everything is going to be alright, everything is going to stay alright”
“Long past flow, The time has come when you just don’t know, I can see it in your eyes, they who tell me so: You’re angry and surprised at the way things go; so this is the maddest that you’ve ever been, and this is the saddest that you’ve ever been.”
Pure love, pure hate, pure creation, pure destruction
I’m all alone in a strange place, I hear nothing not a single voice I’m the boy in the land of shadows Still misunderstood, still misunderstanding…
At first I felt panic, and then just peace, with a revolted acceptance of the emptiness inside me, like there is solution, there are no given conclusion, only confusion, self inflicted … but I’m conscious of it all now, and I know I have the strength to overcome this, like he would wanted it to. Let my demons come and swing their axe at me, I will show them what I’m made of…
(inspired and adapted from Primitive reason)