it's on. everything's on.
all of it. all at once.
the album. all the new songs. they'll all get re-recorded. better. stronger. healthier. sexier.
the stories? happening. they're all happening, in more than one universe at a time.
carpe diem, noctum, et cetera.
there is no time like the present. and it is all we have. time... it IS the fire in which we burn.
so i have to do all of this. i have to try to make more happen. the people who love me would rather see me doing MORE, not less, if that's what will make me happy. I must see things less as the black and white, plus or minus that I usually do. life is grey. and we should revel in its ambiguity and its mystery.
even though I write fucked up music and stories, it has brought some joy to others. it's helped people make it through their own tough-ass shit. and you, and the people i love most in this world, have helped me.
here's to hoping for a whole lot more of everything. before the world ends.

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