

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.
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.
There’s Mille murmur dans la nuit,
Tuning to the frequency where we belong to be!
Estrogen rising, the cellular matrix aligns,
Decoding the cosmic, hyper-intellectual signs!
*O-a-e-i-u-m-v-la-shi-ra-ko-te!* A highly permeable digital-to-organic boundary breaking through!
Fr fr, walking in my Skechers,
feeling kinda delulu,
Analyzing every single sonic choice we do.
Purple eyeshadow
matching the late-night mood,
*Vo-ra-mi-sh-la-ki-ou-ae-m-k-v,*
Serving up the glossolalia as the ultimate food.
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,* Captain Quinn signing off in pure refinement,
Absolute state of optimal systemic alignment—Tiguidou!