I was into this Tool song as a teenager, maybe a little beyond “into”, like.. I really soaked it up. The point of view felt like the right place to put allll the anger,all the disappointments,all the frustrations.
It’s written from the point of view “wouldn’t it be nice?”
Wouldn’t it be nice If a comet just blew all of this up? “And I can’t imagine why you wouldn’t welcome any change,my friend”
Then you had George Carlin, talking about the planet shaking off our species like a case of the fleas.
Misanthropic. Giving into a generalized distrust of everything that makes us people. Very cold. Leads to a very cold and a very self centered place
It’s been hard. Very hard to find my way.
But also “fuck pity”. Because people have real problems out there.
It’s just life. It’s what life is. Doesn’t make you unique.
Typing helps greatly, because it’s a place to play. I can build anything I want in here. I can ponder or bullshit or even just bitch. Greatly helpful.
If I tried to angle the thing for an audience, meh, wouldn’t be the same. That’s what separates from an entertainer ,I suppose. It’s been very difficult to let go of that inner child, the kid just wants to play.
dawn 