A while back I rediscovered one of my favourite music artists Louis Cole, who has already inspired me to create one of my favourite pieces of art to date, and discovered that he released a whole new album in a remarkably Louis Cole sort of way.

Among those songs was one of the first that found me, and frankly remains my favourite from the entire album; "These Dreams are Killing Me." From the title I thought it was going to be about something quite different, so the whiplash when I listened to it was swift and pronounced. Even still, the subversion of expectation, however unintentional, inspired me greatly.

While the song itself certainly made its mark and I found myself resonating with it, it still left me a little wanting.

While my musical prowess is still no more than a far-off wish, I've always enjoyed writing, especially poetry; so I wove a few verses together to express what I thought the song was going to be about by the title alone, and what I was (and have been) struggling with myself for a while.

These dreams of mine they do persist
And so insist on willing me
To venture on and strive for more.
I pray don't falter, tarry or fail
Lest those same dreams should then change tack
And strive for killing me.

I was originally going to publish this in some way as a standalone piece, but it conjured up a very clear image in my mind that would serve as an excellent backdrop for it. It simmered there for a while, going through my usual stages of reluctance and and apprehension of taking on a project with any sort of ambition, even sitting as an empty canvas in my Unfinished Projects folder for about a week. Somewhat appropriately, really.

I then ran a vent stream, which is when I made Immanence, and later while combing through that folder I figured I had little to lose, and got it done in a single sitting. I went at it a little rougher than I might've liked to, but I'm happier with it being done rather than perfect - and likely never even attempted as a result.

I've actually dreamt of reciting this at an open mic night somewhere close by. Maybe someday.