We’re all born incomplete and aspire for wholeness.
Thrown into this world at breakneck speeds, immediately socialized by our parents and guardians, who we trust as gods with our childish, wonder-filled minds. Once, we all believed our guardians and teachers and elders knew everything and could be trusted completely.
Alas, they were all once chucked into this world too, raised up by previous generations that may have often convinced themselves that they knew what life was all about. But they didn’t. No one did.
Some tabletop turning tables doing some hip hop industrial beats, while government owned business do not pay income taxes to support the government. I never know what to write here. This is the music I did the past week or two. A Primus song, a experimental beat, and some heavy wall of sound.