It's taken me 50,000 separate wrecks to get here and
I've learned absolutely nothing. As I'm standing here alone,
and motionless I am drowning in her sea.
The rising and stinking of every consciousness I've ever known
Now detached and
disconnected. The endless cycle of idea and action,
Endless invention, endless experiment, endless hope and endless
and I thought all I needed was just one breath to stay
afloat. For me it was like...like the breath, the last breath, the
breath that I never wanted. Any of this.
I never thought that this would
capsize, but this isn't a boat, its a coffin! And now I'm
Into the sea...into the great sea.
So I begin with the end in mind.
The cycles of heaven, 20 centuries gone by,
I've fallen three miles now... and I still can't shake this dragon,
but the end is coming like a flood. It's going to be
a year for
growing and the greatest amount of forgetting. My sea is dying, but
death is a doorway
and at the very root of me I
It's the greatest reminder. What a board world to roam in,
what a sea to swim in, so I begin with the end in