Web journal of Beowulf Kingsley, AKA Rev. Todd Perkins, Dr. Toddzilla, or "That Crazy Sitar-Playing Guy Upstairs". Musician, Bassist for The Shelter Dogs, Michael Katon, Big Dave & The Ultrasonics and The Blue Front Persuaders; Producer/Arranger/Engineer of Reptile House Records. I'm writing about my life, my friends and the amusements and vicissitudes of creative types trying to survive in this crazy new century.
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Sunday, August 2, 2009
Up From The Deep Water
Once again, swimming in darkness, deep in the downbelow, pressure in my ears, my chest, I can't see to find which way is up. Slowly rising, a little light above, maybe I can make it to the surface before my lungs burst or I just give up and drink in the black water all around. If I do that I'll just sink back and that'll be that, no more struggles, no more pain, no more nothin'. But for some unreasonable reason I keep rising, lighter now, I can start to look around and see bright colored schools of fish swimming beside me, beautiful things. The water becomes transparent, and warmer, and suddenly I break the surface, sputtering, sucking in lungfuls of blessed air, sun on my wet head as I look around. The sea is everywhere, green sea and blue sky. I'm a long way from anywhere, but hey, I can breathe again.
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