Quantum Slacker Diaries

Zha-voo ka-le-mi mmm-ae-ou-ki-ra! Amara vara Mara vara!

My voices say lots of things,

Tied up in the algorithmic strings!

*E-i-o-u-m-k-v,

sh-la-ve-ka-roo,* Un peu de magie for the parasympathetic mind.

No cap, the aesthetic is shifting,

we're changing the pace,

Reverse-engineering the data to win the whole race!

There’s Mille murmur dans la nuit,

Tuning to the frequency where we belong to be!

*Vo-ra-mi-sh-la-ki-ou-ae-m-k-v,*

A highly permeable digital-to-organic boundary breaking through!

Deux heures du mat',

glowing in the quiet room,

Arugula and tomatoes, watching the midnight bloom.

C'est toxique outside, but inside we find release,

And word for word yes I’m holding the peace.

*Ae-iou-m-k-v-sh-la-voo-ra-ti-mi...*

Vagus nerve resting in the quietest energy.

My meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws again :) Syncopated

syllables pushing it past a ten!

*Ka-ti-mi-sh-la-voo-ra-ae-iou-m-k-v,*

Estrogen rising, the cellular matrix aligns,

Decoding the cosmic, hyper-intellectual signs!

Fr fr, walking in my Skechers,

feeling kinda delulu, Analyzing every single sonic choice we do.

Purple eyeshadow matching the

late-night mood,

Captain

Quinn signing off in pure refinement,

Absolute state of optimal

systemic alignment—Tiguidou!