This is the Tool Temple.

22nd May 2012

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22nd May 2012

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m0vebywillal0ne:

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn’t mean I don’t desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers/brothers

I know the pieces fit.

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away

Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.

Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion

Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication

The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so

We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down

No fault, none to blame it doesn’t mean I don’t desire to

Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.

To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication

The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,

And the circling is worth it.

Finding beauty in the dissonance.

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.

Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting

I’ve done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing

Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion

Between supposed lovers/brothers

I know the pieces fit.

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22nd May 2012

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22nd May 2012

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22nd May 2012

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Marla is a slut

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22nd May 2012

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devilsvn:

Maynard James Keenan.

He has been called many things. Asshole. God. Rock star. Vintner.

What makes this man so great in the eyes of those that follow him? Smashing good looks? Lungs that belt out ballads? Superhuman strength?

I say all of the above. He has three bands that will go down in rock history as being amazing accomplishments for this generation. He has a booming wine business that will carry him through the rest of his existence here. Above all, he makes an impact on so many people that listen to his music. Every word has a message beyond the typical, there are layers upon layers to everything this man says. He is a Reverend of the Universe.

I think Puscifer is an amazing branching out for this madmen of the other worlds and for any fan of TooL or A Perfect Circle that has not checked Puscifers out, please do so, but do it with an open mind, this is not the norm from Maynard James Keenan.

Be prepared for a wacky ride through the head of one of the most enigmatic and awe-inspiring….umm… “humans” to ever walk this Earth.

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22nd May 2012

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