My sweet depression...

...how much I hate you but you keep coming back uninvited. I'm tired of showing you the door.

"Kiss my axe"

Today I played an album I haven’t listened to in years but I still remember it by heart ‘cause I used to play it on daily basis. No one does it like Al Di Meola. Good I didn’t judge that album by its cover for the cover “art” is hideous. Melting sound. Even if Bjork didn’t sing “There’s more to life than this” I’m sure I would’ve come up with those words myself. Music makes the world look magical. Keep listening.

What the hell?!

imposter?

I don't suffer from any delusions but that one just can't be him.

"I want to do something that matters"

I’d settle to much less really. It would set my both feet on the ground if I could be certain about anything that it matters. Because lately I’m uncertain of everything and I can’t think on a small scale-only on a grand scale. And in the global picture every individual is insignificant, every individual’s actions seem in vain, every individual’s worries seem diminutive. If I could only find a cause worth following it, an idea worth defending it, a truth that would keep its entity throughout centuries. I need to find something worth believing in.

Off balance

Ironic. I chose that nickname because I thought and still think that balance is the key to a happy and content life. And yet I’m as far away from it as possible…or more than ever before at least. I feel so hopelessly lost.

We're not forgotten!

Finally evidences of activity from the NIN camp. And that horrible and very depressing "No more shows" mesage is off nin.com. TR promises something new soon-both NIN related and non-related. I'm far from thrilled about the latter but it's not up to me to choose. I still moan over the concerts I'll never see so right now anything new will do.