Miracle Musical
- Dream Sweet in Sea Major
Alone at the edge of a universe humming a tune, for merely dreaming we were snow. A siren sounds like the goddess who promises endless apologies of paradise... And only she can make it right, so things are different tonight. We'll go together in flight. It's now and never, a reverie endeavor. Awaits somnambulant directives to take the helm. Believe me, darling, the stars were made for falling like melting obelisks as tall as another realm.
Will Wood - The Normal Album
- BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA
Well, he collapsed with Steven Johnson's Syndrome on the ER floor, panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic. The way he spun his butterfly, risked all six his phalanges, roman candles at both ends in his synapses. And the method in which he recycled his humors, Trojan-Horse'd his blood brain barrier and raised the LD-50. Yes, yes. And through flight-or-fight revelation shame, the Black Box Warrior- he skipped this town and headed straight down history.
