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(From www.MansonWiki.com)
Over and over again in my head, the breathy lyric, “Yesterday everything I thought I believed in died, but today is my birthday.” I’m taking this in a different light than how I assume Manson intended it for himself. Allow me to explain.
Darkness encompassed my yesterday, in a way I believed to be impossible. I didn’t predict my love for another clouding my true love of biology and cosmology to the length of existing nearly in oblivion.
While drowning in the love I had fallen into, I was never caught in my love affair with the sciences. My love of another human being was a great muse and inspiration to care more for life in its entirety and my personal passions in their individuality. However, I never considered the consequences of letting that person in deep, for them to suddenly leave me under any circumstances—even those that may be justified.
I learned my lesson, I learned about loss, and it hardly took forever. Now it’s my time to go under, I can only hope from the opinions of others—that I shouldn’t even care about—that I didn’t wait too long before gripping life’s reigns again and taking control of the only thing I can: myself.
In this way, today is my birthday. I don’t think this is what he meant by the Death and Resurrection Show, although, maybe he meant it for himself… maybe he didn’t consider that it would apply for me too. Well, my rebirth will be different. The arsenal isn’t the same, I’ve been stocking up for a millennium, it feels. I am the motherfucking cosmos today, and nothing’s going to stop me from colliding into every other galaxy I know. I am everything, everything to me. I am driving into the sun because I am the motherfucking sun.
Darkness encompassed my yesterday, in a way I believed to be impossible. I didn’t predict my love for another clouding my true love of biology and cosmology to the length of existing nearly in oblivion.
While drowning in the love I had fallen into, I was never caught in my love affair with the sciences. My love of another human being was a great muse and inspiration to care more for life in its entirety and my personal passions in their individuality. However, I never considered the consequences of letting that person in deep, for them to suddenly leave me under any circumstances—even those that may be justified.
I learned my lesson, I learned about loss, and it hardly took forever. Now it’s my time to go under, I can only hope from the opinions of others—that I shouldn’t even care about—that I didn’t wait too long before gripping life’s reigns again and taking control of the only thing I can: myself.
In this way, today is my birthday. I don’t think this is what he meant by the Death and Resurrection Show, although, maybe he meant it for himself… maybe he didn’t consider that it would apply for me too. Well, my rebirth will be different. The arsenal isn’t the same, I’ve been stocking up for a millennium, it feels. I am the motherfucking cosmos today, and nothing’s going to stop me from colliding into every other galaxy I know. I am everything, everything to me. I am driving into the sun because I am the motherfucking sun.
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