Fuck. I saw Mission Of Burma the other night at the Metro. It was one of the best shows I've ever seen. It was pure rock energy. They played for over two hours. Fuck. Amazing.
Many times have I just wanted to fuck it all, stay in bed, stay at home, eating,drinking, smoking herb and just letting it all go to hell. Is this chaos overcoming order? Is it the manisfestation of the concept that all life seeks to destroy itself? It's easier to do nothing. To live and work is an effort I sometimes don't want to make.
I was almost killed last month in a bicycle accident. I was knocked out for 10 minutes, received a concussion and a fractured cheekbone. I'm lucky to be alive and so are all of you. I'm comforted by the fact that when I die, if it's quick, I'll never even know. Enjoy your time to the fullest. You don't have much left.
Linz