For ears I sailed on wooden ships while my eyes watched a dying spacecraft feel rain falling from Saturn’s rings, sending me off course, of course, returning my memory to Blade Runner (+2049):
Deeper into my mind I remembered an Iron Buddha album cover that reminded me of the greenYgrey’s third of a fantasy fiction travel quest to a new POP (PinkyOrangePurple twilight times) art theme, searching for our Andy Warhol, Andy Wolfhol, whose favourite catchphrase was wolf not war:
Before wondering if POP is all in my mind, a product of all them witches!:
The thought of so much great relatively unknown underground music on YouTube comforted what is left of the writer in me:
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