A music we think will save us from their eyes

Dedicated to restoring fresh looks at the world through
Cathedra, thug fussyness, and the lucid speech of a common emptiness




We take unholy risks to prove we are what we cannot be
For instance, he is not even crazy


Westwind enters and a team of suggestions about which heartbeat is an opinion and which one opens the minutes, skins them, ends increments by incurring them as crimes against the vivid dream that everything/everything

Some verge is a rival, arrival, some verge, where certainty is no longer encouraging, noir not whithstanding, some entourage is a dandy, some deep is restored/ he / is not even instantly worried into dancing or warred there, just is by the time it looks like some guesses are made before knowing what at. I guess in lilting sevens, you guess in huddled threes, we count up believing