Saturday, November 21, 2015

Winter's Thrall...


You are either growing or dying.
There is no in between.

Most of us are in the thrall of Winter. There is coming though, an infinite Spring. We feel the cruel claws of Winter all the more intensely because of our nascent awareness of it; but in the depth of the cold night, when you are chilled to the core of your being, the inevitable, warm wind of tomorrow seems a million years away.

Let the music into your ears, and it will make its way into your soul. There, it will crystallize all your hurt and fear. In the bright flame of your consciousness, you will melt it away. All the things which you once knew, when time did not exist, shall be again. For they are the truth. The knowledge of fire is yours, you have but forgotten it for a moment.

What does this mean? The question determines the answer. Everything is within your power (as compiled on this bands website).

Read more: www.myspace.com/wintersthrall



Lee-

Your cave is haunted! Very creepy and bone chilling things have been happening around here (and as you probably know Jack is not much of a guard burrow). If you won’t be coming home soon, maybe you can send Sarge Colman over to help us defend your cave - I hear he is really good at off-ing aliens with beer bottle tops.

Jack and I love it when you play Winter's Thrall - thanks for adding them to the petting zoo you call Pluto Radio..!

See you soon!
SK-