The Beautiful Oblivion

I would swallow my pride
I would choke on the rinds
But the lack thereof
Would leave me empty inside
Swallow my doubt
Turn it inside out
Find nothin’ but faith in nothing
Wanna put my tender
Heart in a blender
Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous, then I’m through with you
- Eve 6

So it’s a bit cliché to start with an arb quote especially the chorus of a song but it is where this blog derives its name from. My original post was in November 2005 and I’ve since deleted everything between then and now. A sort of symbolic renewal if you will.

But I guess that’s how it has to be. As much as I’d love some things to linger on they have to fade away and be let go of eventually. Living in the past is a very dangerous thing as I so learned on a few separate occasions.

Enough about all that sappy stuff. It’s all been folded away into the recesses of my mind and cyberspace. Just don’t doubt that it may crop up every now and then. I’m pretty sure it will.