Experimental Music/Filmmaker Attempting To Depict/Visualize My Current And Constant State Of Mind, Thoughts And Experiences With Psychotic Disorders Through My Work.
The Colors Of This World Are Fading, Should I Be Afraid Of The Damp Future That Awaits. It's Gotten So Cold, I Can Hardly Stand It. My Skin Is Peeling, My Mocking Veins Protruding, I Can Feel My Organs Shrinking And My Brain Shriveling. What Will Be Left Of Me To Devour Once Fates Boney Fingers Claw At My Flesh.
The Decision Was Made, Nothing Was Ever Going To Stop It. Rebirth Comes At A Price. A Price Which Was Paid In Full , And Yet Nothing Has Changed.
Blossoming Futures Suffocate In The Lingering Steam Of Past Sorrows. The Death Of A Half Year Chapter Never Occurred, The Weak And Fleeting Consciousness Granted At The First Mere Glance Of Salvation Deceived The Truth Seeking And Determined Controller Of Ones Own Destiny. Reality Peacefully Lay Dormant Deep Within The Shrinking Hearts Core. The Pumping Of Blood And Giving Of Life As Is Purposed Was Indefinitely Replaced By The Piercing And Suckling Teeth Of Complacency.