Muse/ic – “Part VIII: Chapter II – ‘Memory Gospel’ by Moby”
Excerpt from Chapter II: This time it seemed that it was much more than the dust that kept us all quiet for hours. I couldn’t find reason or logic to anything that was happening. Why could this have been our end? How did NIVEA cream end up saving us? When would we be free? In Quetta? It had to be.
“Memory Gospel” places me in a time where I could almost taste my cup of hot cocoa and freedom, though neither seemed to be within reach. Layers of hope invested in a world that barely made any sense.
Thank you Moby.