@heartsupport I discovered sleep token last year.
See, I’m autistic. And I’m old too I’m in my mid-40s. When I was a kid, I had a teacher who would punish me by locking me in a coat closet and turning off the lights.
Ever since then I have had noise in my head.
Thoughts that told me that if I was bad I would be alone.
And then the following year, a special education teacher who used fairly medieval behavior modification methods, would starve me, if I didn’t do my homework the night before I had to go to the cafeteria, get my lunch, put it by the window sill and then work on homework until it was done.
By the time I ate my food was cold.
I can remember my father climbing onto my chest and slapping me across the face with both hands.
I can remember girls telling me that they wanted to be my girlfriend only to break up with me in front of their friends and then laugh at me.
I remember how I felt when my brother died and then when my parents died.
It reminded me of how I felt in that coat closet.
I was alone.
An obviously I’ve been badly I had been a monster because only bad people are left alone.
I grew up feeling broken
I grew up feeling damaged
And all I ever wanted was for somebody to find something special in me.
And Leo? Vessel? He… Obviously feels the same way.
“I want to go where nobody else will ever go”
“Take aim… At me for once.”
“And somewhere
Somewhere the atoms stopped fusing
I’m still your favourite regret
You’re still my weapon of choosing”
The heavens just won’t OPEN UP FOR ME!!!
I have never felt like a man I have never felt like a woman.
I have never felt like anything other than garbage.
I’m in my second marriage and she doesn’t have feeling for me.
And I keep waiting, I keep waiting for all of the pain that I’ve experienced to actually mean something.
For there to be a reason!
But look at the lore, look at sleep.
Sleep torments Vessel, sleep promises greatness promises riches promises notoriety.
Vessel gets stuck in the throat of gods
Just like me.
No one will ever watch me ascend. 
