this dope, me like drum, drum go hard, hard like rock. Cactus cat come. Careful Josie, furious fire fighting from Frelindand of Forianstopia. Far out. In the midst of this intriguing dilemma, we believe it to be true even though, perchance it is not quite an anti-falacy, yet. It is important non the less to listen to sick beats on the regular. So for this, I thank the gods, grace the heavens, and bless the earthly beasts. Conquer wretchedness and find the golden apricot; nestled in thy blossom, betwixt it is. but no, don't touch it, just feel the vibe and touch yourself and molest your spirit (to a comfortable level of exposure). Don't stop. Oh Daniel, keep the fire going and find the element to collaspe within the core principles of this practically infinite loop of perpetual wonderment and awe. The spectacle. unflappable, the magic, unfathomable, the power, untapped. Bratttaatttaattat. KEep up.