05-13-2016, 12:22 AM
Hey heres a tale of power.I was cycling around the medical school, ( i had been sneaking into lectures as i wasn't enrolled)
when i fell off my bike as the chain slipped mid dash.
i landed on my shoulder and broke my collarbone.
realising that a broken bone is a stupidly shamanic symbol
the next evening i went to the local clubs MetalNight and joined the moshpit.
I didnt tell anyone i had a broken bone and during SYSTEM OF A DOWN as the group heaved and jumped, and threw each other
i could hear the broken pieces crashing together, jarring and splintering inside my flesh.
somewhere in my mind i thought "I will be glad i did this".
and 9 years later.. am glad just like i predictedi
when i fell off my bike as the chain slipped mid dash.
i landed on my shoulder and broke my collarbone.
realising that a broken bone is a stupidly shamanic symbol
the next evening i went to the local clubs MetalNight and joined the moshpit.
I didnt tell anyone i had a broken bone and during SYSTEM OF A DOWN as the group heaved and jumped, and threw each other
i could hear the broken pieces crashing together, jarring and splintering inside my flesh.
somewhere in my mind i thought "I will be glad i did this".
and 9 years later.. am glad just like i predictedi