You Insist The Weight Is On Our Shoulders

Jan 25, 2018

An insight from metal music hints at a tunnel vision. It sounds serious and I decided to think about my experience from that allusive perspective.

There’s much more to life than what we see.

I can’t help myself, all I see is reptiles. And I see red people, hesitating between anger and sadness. The only thing they are sure of is they are disgusted.

I am an emotional wreck. Feelings of guilt and shame because I made wonderful trips to the moon and the sun. The moon has a dark side and it’s very simple. But the sun is much more nuanced. Without the light of the sun, there would no colors down here.

The visible light spectrum includes red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and violet (purple). The purple color was used in antiquity as a symbol for royalty. Tyrian purple also known as Tyrian red, Phoenician purple, royal purple, imperial purple or imperial dye, is a reddish-purple natural dye.

It is a secretion produced by several species of predatory sea snails in the family Muricidae, rock snails originally known by the name Murex. In ancient times, extracting this dye involved tens of thousands of snails and substantial labor, and as a result, the dye was highly valued.

Acting Funny, But I Don’t Know Why

Lately, things don’t seem the same. Someone put a spell on me because I was theirs. And everyone knows that propriety related topics are violent.

Information is critical and I decided to trust people that know a lot about a subject. For example, I read a book by a French doctor who was interested in oriental medicine. He uses powerful words in his book. It was a best-seller when he wrote it in the 1990s.

Bad blood is the main suspect in the quality of the emotions I feel. On this, you can rely. I was born in Lebanon and I might suffer from thalassemia. It’s a disease related to water, hence its name. I will go as far as saying it’s a disease related to fundamentals.

Change your fundamentals and watch harmonics. In other words, reap off what you sow. Some might say I’m cultivating my pain with this blog. But I don’t know what to do, I just feel so confused.

I’m a child with the blues.

Let’s Vanish in the Haze

Everyone knows about it. From the Queen of England to the house of hell. It seems I have fans in Bangladesh. Is it the medication to break down the clot?

People who suffer from strokes might experience loss of bladder control and pneumonia. Only love can leave such a scar.

Allusions from life and my fundamentals are making me weak. That’s why I’m considering adapting or dying. Otherwise, you and I might die. That’s why each sentence starting with “I” should mean “We”.

You can get addicted to a certain kind of abuse and mess. As if it was an excuse for doing what you want. The thing with slavery is that people lack rights and obligations. We should restart somewhere. Rights or obligations?

I feel my only obligation now is to spend 300 days of the year in the sun. Whatever that means.

It Was Dignified, But Not Anymore

Just Jack has made a strong case for its election as the song of the year. Writer’s block.

Butterflies and hurricanes are a subject that we should investigate. In violent times, you shouldn’t have to sell your soul. Behind statistics, there is the complex show of everyday life.

In antiquity, China had something to say on everyday magic. As far as I’m concerned, minutes change like seasons. I torture myself to have something to write. To be honest, I never know if I’m playing a role or if it’s really coming from the heart.

What I know for sure is that hygiene must be constant. Because the body and dignity can’t handle that kind of load on a regular basis. I’m not responsible for a geophysics center.

When I was young I considered finding a job as a detective. Little did I know that narcissistic perversion can transform anybody into a detective.

Are you experienced? Let me prove it to you. I will show you a new level of funk. The kind of funk that goes way back in time, where the only people that existed were troglodytes.

Yes, somebody told me I was out of my mind.

Nicolas Sursock

Nicolas is a musician. His work now focuses on digesting 10000 songs of jazz, blues, soul, rock, funk and electronic. He plays the guitar if he's not blogging!