"Break on through to the other side
Chased our pleasures here
Chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there"

"Have we vanquished the enemy? None but ourselves. Have we gained success? That word means nothing here." George Leigh Mallory
A dream stains my skyline.
Forlorn clouds scud across a pale heaven.
The faces from another nightmare fade as daylight brings slow relief.
The echoing memory clings with a wanton resistance refusing to flee the tiny spaces.
Not even the shower, warm and fragrant, is able to chase those demons away.
Is discharge Dada? No, it is not. Influenced by and with a similar attitude to, but not Dada..