Passages
"There is no life in the void, only death"
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
I am the first wound Mother Agony Paragon of sorrow I’ll show you no ease I am the first wound The shake in your hands I am damage Eroding defenses Amygdaloid activation Limbic dysregulation Prefrontal cortex torment Anterior cingulate distress I am the first wound Extravasating The youngest pain Rewired your brain I am the great veil The preordained I’m what’s governing Fight, flight, fawn, freeze I am trauma, we are bound I am trauma, we are bound I am trauma, we are bound I am trauma, we are bound I am trauma, we are bound
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Sleep Wake up
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
An unburdening; the release Turning towards, leaning in, going through, letting go An unbinding; severance of ties Turning towards, leaning in, going through, letting go Deliverance from what was Turning towards, leaning in, going through, letting go Liberation in all that can be Turning towards, leaning in, going through, letting go I want to be free, untethered and unafraid
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
"That’s what this music is about. It’s the idea to have another kind of world because in some kind of a better type of world you have to have a blueprint. And the best blueprint you can have is music. Because music can paint pictures of, uh... things that people never dreamed could exist. And it’s the only thing that can do it because everybody can’t read, but they can see the images and pictures that music paints. I don’t care where they are or who thеy are, they can do that. The univеrsal language is music, that’s the only reason I’m in it."
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026