Chris Cornell was taken away from us on May 17th, 2017, and no, it’s not getting any easier. 3 years ago already. Feelings of anger, sadness, despair, frustration, and a desire for justice consume me most days. For those of us who connected with this man and his music on a deeper level, this day is heavy as no other. A thirst for justice over a murder that shouldn’t have been. Three years in which the perps are out there, enjoying their riches.
I wish I could go back in time before all this mess. Before the COVID-19 madness, the push for 5G surveillance, and the New World Order technocracy. I wish I could go back to 1994 when I was just a curious 7-year old boy listening to Superunknown for the very first time. One year before my innocence was ripped away from me forever.
Things change in life before we even realize, we should try and stop sprinting in order to breathe. Find time to heal and recoup, instead of lashing back with violence at the things that hurt us. Find some time to make amends with ourselves and those of us who wronged us simply because they are human.
There’s a difference between hurting someone randomly or executing a premeditated act of violence. Especially if the scheme was motivated by greed, evil, or wickedness. Tricking someone into loving you so you can gather material possessions and fame is indeed despicable. There’s a special place in hell for those who are guilty of such rubbish.
NOT TODAY, SATAN
I won’t be saying her name today, you all know who I’m talking about. This is not about her, never was and never will be. This is about our man Chris, and the love he gave to us with his music and kind demeanor. I never heard of anyone complaining about Chris’s attitude towards a fan or any person for that matter. Not one.
The road has been long and full of mishaps, but we keep going forward. The path towards the truth is full of lessons, most of them harsh, others a little bit sweeter. I wouldn’t change one thing except maybe that night in Detroit 3 years ago. I’m convinced this man’s wisdom would’ve been useful for today’s predicaments. Perhaps, if Chris and Chester were still here today, many children would’ve been spared.
Perhaps, more predators would be behind bars and more people would be awake by now. WIDE AWAKE. It’s soothing to think about a better present. Sadly, it’s not what we have. and so we must work twice as hard to get there. I’m on a warpath to carry on where Chris and Chester left off and nothing will derail that. Not trolls, not threats, not financial ruin, not even break-in attempts. I keep the promise, and so I leave you with a beautiful song and breathtaking lyrics:
“Beauty is what the eyes behold
And you burn brighter than most
I chased you thru the midnight streets
To be where I could speak freely”