Little Acons – No. 37


16 thoughts on “Little Acons – No. 37

  1. thepianist20 says:

    Oh my goodness!!

    ALL THE TIME!!!!

  2. Tappan Zee says:

    schism. their ‘big song’ only one i know. ironic title.

    1. Indy says:

      Tool! Love some of their songs, great bassist! Had to post this song!

  3. Tappan Zee says:

    I have never heard of Tool, until now.

    ^WHAT? are you gaslighting us?

    1. HG Tudor says:


  4. narc affair says:

    My shadow’s shedding skin and
    I’ve been picking Scabs again
    I’m down, digging through my old muscles
    Looking for a clue
    I’ve been crawling on my belly
    Clearing out what could’ve been
    I’ve been wallowing in my own confused
    And insecure Delusions
    For a piece to cross me over
    Or a word to guide me in
    I wanna feel the changes coming down
    I wanna know what I’ve been hiding

    In my shadow
    My shadow
    Change is coming through my shadow
    In my shadow
    Shedding skin
    I’ve been picking
    My scabs again

    I’ve been crawling on my belly
    Clearing out what could’ve been
    I’ve been wallowing in my own chaotic
    And insecure delusions
    I wanna feel the change consume me
    Feel the outside turning in
    I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
    Cleansing I’ve endured within
    In my shadow
    My shadow
    Change is coming, now is my time
    Listen to my muscle memory
    Contemplate what I’ve been clinging to
    Forty-six and two ahead of me

    I choose to live and to
    Grow, take and give and to
    Move, learn and love and to
    Cry, kill and die and to
    Be paranoid and to
    Lie, hate and fear and to
    Do what it takes to move through
    I choose to live and to
    Lie, kill and give and to
    Die, learn and love and to
    Do what it takes to step through
    See my shadow changing
    Stretching up and over me
    Soften this old armor
    Hoping I can clear the way
    By stepping through my shadow
    Coming out the other side
    Step into the shadow
    Stretching up and over me


    This is one of Tool’s most amazing songs, and really sums up the entire theme of Aenima. This song is about growing, changing, and moving towards the next level of human evolution and conciousness. It’s deeply rooted in Jungian theory. 

    Basically, it’s believed that there are three levels of human evolution and each has it’s form of conciousness. There’s the 1st level with 44 chromosones. These are primitve people’s like the aboriginies in Australia who do not percieve anything outside of themselves. They only see one large conciousness with no distinguishment between organisms. Then there’s the second level with 46 chromosones. That is us. We are a chaotic disharmonic conciousness that is basically used as a stepping stone between the first and third levels. The third level is 48 chromosones. (Or 46 & 2, with 2 being the sex chromosones x & y). This is the higher level of conciousness. Our destination. 

    But this is where the Jungian theory comes in. It is believed that you can not reach this third level of evolution without first delving into yourself and basically cleansing your conciousness for the next jump. That’s where the Shadow comes in. The shadow is basically everything about that is unseen that you are uncomfortable with or hate. This is also known as the Anima (hence the name of the CD). 

    Interesting the meaning of this tool song. The shadow is the creature? Sounds to be just that!

  5. Leolita says:

    Do you think Tool, the band, are narcissists, and I mean, have you read their lyrics? After this blog I see narcs everywhere…. is it just me??
    My ex narc had this quote on his page «my soul must be iron cause my fear is naked, Im naked and fearless and my soul is iron», do you think that refers to some kind of insight as to what he is?
    Here is the whole text, of the song which this is from:
    (feat. Henry Rollins)

    Compassion is broken now
    My will is eroded now
    Desire is broken now
    It makes me feel ugly
    I’m on my knees and burning
    My piss and moans are the fuel
    That set my head on fire
    So smell my soul is burning
    I’m broken, looking up to see the enemy
    I have swallowed the poison you feed me
    But I survive on the poison you feed me, and it leaves me
    Guilt-fed, hatred-fed, weakness-fed
    It makes me feel ugly
    I’m on my knees and burnin’
    My piss and moans are the fuel
    That set my head on fire
    Dead inside
    Shit adds up, shit adds up
    Shit adds up at the bottom

    [Henry Rollins:]
    If I let you, you would make me destroy myself
    In order to survive you, I must first survive myself
    And I can sink no further and I cannot forgive you
    There’s no choice but to confront you
    To engage you
    To erase you
    I’ve gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain
    I will use my mistakes against you
    There’s no other choice
    Shameless now, nameless now, nothing now, no one now
    And my soul must be iron
    Cause my fear is naked
    I’m naked and fearless
    And my fear is naked

    Dead inside, dead inside
    Dead inside, dead inside
    Nameless now, shameless now
    Nothing now, no one now

    Shit adds up, shit adds up
    Shit adds up, as you see me
    Naked now, fearless now
    Naked now, fearless now

    Shit adds… shit adds…
    Shit adds… shit adds up it leaves me
    Dead inside, dead inside
    Dead inside, dead inside

    Hatred keeps me alive
    Hungriness keeps me alive
    Weakness keeps me alive
    Guilt keeps me alive at the

    1. HG Tudor says:

      I have never heard of Tool, until now.

      1. Leolita says:

        He said the quote from the song resembles who he is, but refused to explain what that meant. In light of your information it suddenly makes sense, somehow. He loves Tool, all songs and lyrics. The quote from the song, is this something a narc would do, posting suddle «signs» like that on his fb – page?

        1. HG Tudor says:


    2. narc affair says:

      I like 46 and 2 by tool. I only know a couple of their songs. Stinkfist is another. Interesting lyrics. Ive also started seeing narcissism in a lot of lyrics or pertaining to narc abuse in some way.

      1. Windstorm2 says:

        Narc Affair
        No kidding! It seems like nearly all the top 40 pop songs were written by narcs or to narcs!

    3. Blank says:

      Google Henry Rollins and find out, really he’s scary and definitely a narc. I checked him out last year, because my last narc considered him to be his hero..

      1. HG Tudor says:

        I know Henry Rollins, he has been around for some time. Used to do monologues to do with either a relative or a friend being killed in a car crash if I recall correctly.

  6. Erin says:

    This is so true!
    I’m loving these, H.G., they are so accurate!

  7. Windstorm2 says:

    Yes. This one is true for all my narcs. It has often frustrated me. I believe it’s directly from that total lack of empathy. The smarter ones can see the fallacy when it’s pointed out, but will likely just get irritated, if you call them on it. I’ve learned to just laugh out loud when it happens. They either get it or they don’t, but it helps me relieve my stress and makes them stop and think (probably think that I’m crazy, but that’s alright. 😊).

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