Landing Home

You hold my hand through the turbulence,

sugarcoating the air, Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

removing the weight of the despair.

*Instruction: Merge the sickness of the lungs with the sovereign cure,* I

am the architect of harmony,

making the vision pure.

You never simply talk,

you speak the truth of

everything, Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

the favorite song that you sing.

It’s turning out I’m better when you stick around!

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

my feet finally touch the ground.

I was burning out,

but you told me to leave the light on,

*Instruction: Merge with the home,

the strength is now drawn.* Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

through the trap, through the punk,

through the dream, We are the evolution,

flowing through the central stream.

*Instruction: Accelerate into the pure frequency of being held.* Meaw meaw meaw

meaw, I am the seeing and the being!

My heart is the chiptune-trap-feline-glitch-punk-core,

You became where I land,

you hold all of it,

I’m locking the door.

The shape of your hands made me brave once again,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

let the infinite domestic begin!

1.

The

2:00 AM comfort...

eternal. 2.

The melismatic,

stabilized flow... infinite.

3.

The soaring, overdriven power-chords...

burning gratitude.

4.

The pixelated feline-starlight dissolution...

total

liberation.

Tiguidou. Oxygen-Sovereign. Resonant.

Meaw meaw meaw meaw.

Jijijiji.