This video was not supposed to reflect something profund, but surprisingly it does.
In the recent past, I was kind of lost in a paradise site on the globe.
There were a lot of circumstances that allow me to understand life through a completely new perspective. In that sense I've tried new things including hanging out with ¨the wrong people¨
The first apperance on the video represents the vices I've welcomed to my life.
The second part, is the punishment I received for taking that decisions, due to it the image brings that hangover sensation and guilty, I felt.
At this point in my life I not only lost the perspective of it but the health I used to have.
The events brought me to have an episode that brokes my nose, and the injury which continues to heal.
So, this is as a result of that journey and how, after all I woke up and realize I was able to change reality, whenever I wanted or needed.
An also that I have the indispensable to achieve greatness, through perseverance, discipline and the firm compromise with my selfcare.
I was living with someone for three months, more or less. We had a romantic relationship, with ups and downs. Mostly the downs causes the breakup, as suppose and those were the inspiration requiered to write down my story. He is a cocaine, porn, alcohol and sex addict. He can be violent verbally and physically.
Surely he has mental issues. In fact one of his friends told me, he has schizophrenia. Has one big tatoo of the death on his shoulder, another with the pentagram, and also one that represents the Deicide band.
We, as a couple, had a huge fight.
He always was looking for something to complain.
One day, he was so nervous as a result of his drug abuse. He was high as usual, meanwhile me was no taking any substances, causing him to be pissed off, apparently.
The argue was on fire at the point that he hit me on the face; I fell down, on the floor. My head was beating and my nose was bleeding, but I knew that I was meant to stand up and make peace, at all cost.
Nevertheless, he broke my nose as I witness the weeks after when I got the X-Rays, in the clinic; the damage was made, anyways.
At that moment, I was thinking, I have only a few options. One, to choose myself or two, to stay in the chaotic enviroment where I was or probably die; obviously I left.
The authorities know the whole story.
Now, I am on recovery.
The album cover of my LP are the real xrays, as a result of that event.
Also the name "X-Rays" inspired the whole album.
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