Thoughts, from the tunnel-minded mind of...
If it is not appreciated that I both feel good and want the listener to feel good, what then is the relationship between The Sun and The StarChaser? Each of us are in different times in our lives from when we first met. At first, it was stories of how I survived and was living in the spotlight. It later became battle cries for respect and reverence. I just didn't know who I wanted it from, though I was clear on who my adversaries were (such became less clear as time passed). Over time, my music overran my blog (as far as moments updating the -Chaser on exactly what's going on).
These moments are being cherished now, 10 years later.
The struggle then became desiring to live, AFTER suicide. I'm not *as* suicidal, but I get pretty depressed. I thought being able to make music whenever would calm it down. Nope. I get almost paralyzed by my moments of depression. Yes, I do make music still (for those asking), I just don't want to make music for the sake of making music. I talked about that on "At Most I'm Just". You gotta avoid what is seen as forsaken: making music for the sake of "making shit". I feel that, though I gave my music new purpose/life by DJing, it may not be enough. I thought about making another lyric book. Maybe for "Mr. Black Cat".
All heads high for Magic!!!
Lest we forget, I'm bipolar, and the very ups-and-downs of life are felt by me. I'm simply expressing this roller coaster contextually. Again. Like I did on "The Bipolar Sunshine".
Is it fading??
Am I........ melting??!
