Benjamin Wildwood

My father plays rock n' roll. I'm just being true to myself. Songs are only moments in time, cast in words, and draped in sound. By trying to hold on to immortality i have been burning my hands. I have been suspended high above reality. I have been lost in an ego nightmare. Some people seem to have it much easier than others, and the ones that do tend to believe that the rest of us are doing it to ourselves. They think that by practicing happiness, one can achieve it, by get better at it. Tel...

My father plays rock n' roll. I'm just being true to myself. Songs are only moments in time, cast in words, and draped in sound. By trying to hold on to immortality i have been burning my hands. I have been suspended high above reality. I have been lost in an ego nightmare. Some people seem to have it much easier than others, and the ones that do tend to believe that the rest of us are doing it to ourselves. They think that by practicing happiness, one can achieve it, by get better at it. Tell that to an armless man who loves tennis. I hate to be such a downer, but sometimes the only way out of a war is getting shot. It's possible that the best way out of a war is by not fighting it in the first place. Somewhere along our paths is the clarity of infinite possibility.