The Meadows Waste Books: Chapter One

The Meadows Waste Books

Gun Shy Assassin is proud to present a new column from A Life Once Lost frontman Robert Meadows. We’re a big fan of Robert and his band, and are super psyched to have Meadows on the Gun Shy team. Check him out…you won’t regret it.

Here I have sat for the last few weeks trying to gather some kind of understanding of life but I feel misguided in what will furthermore make me a stronger man.

Between the series of events I have gone through in the last fifteen years, I tend to think “lessons learned” are for the birds that chirp in your ear, telling you this was bound to happen. I reach back to try and grow from these trials of life but answers vanish as quickly as questions arise. So here is my rebuttal to life through my lessons learned with help from Georg C. Lichtenberg’s series entitled “Waste Books.”

“If all mankind were suddenly to practice honesty, many thousands of people would be sure to starve.”

Growing and dying within a scene that takes pride in the sincerity that the music is supposed to portray — I soon realized that this was just another fad that I stepped away from. Right now it is hard to judge if I walked away from this or I was forced out by a group of superior human beings that feed off the insecurities they have created to keep the peasants in check.

Limiting their selves and the possibilities of growing without the forceful nature that their music generates — they too will soon wallow in the pits of despair as everything they have created falls apart.

“A person reveals his character by nothing so clearly as the joke he resents.”

I have been the attacker. I have been attacked. Words sometimes can cut deeper then the actions that grew from resentment within your own imagination. When have we sold ourselves short of becoming human beings as we hid behind the crude creations of the twentieth century? I waited for the confrontation…patiently. But you sold yourself short of taking that step towards dominating a town with words of savage brutality when your nose was covered in shit.

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