AND ONCE AGAIN I FIND MYSELF in a strange way. To be more specific, I am in whatever realm of psychological deterioration where you get stoned at 4 am and listen to fuckin Stairway to Heaven backwards lol
ALSO: I woke up from a melatonin dream this morning and saw a sponsored Instagram ad for a song written by this girl I used to know in LA. It made me a little sad to see her face again. She has a good face! And she’s a good musician. Just, you know, it was surreal as hell . . . and it makes you wonder is all~
FINALLY: For those who came in late, the supposed cryptic message that those cheese-eatin evangelicals thought they heard in STAIRWAY way back in the 70s is as follows . . . and if you know what you’re looking for, you really can kinda hear it, which rules. Though like, c’mon.
Here’s to my sweet Satan
The one whose little path would make me sad, whose power is Satan
He will give those with him 666
There was a little toolshed where he made us suffer, sad Satan
Yeah well . . . I sure did walk sad Satan’s little path in my dreams last night. And near as I can tell, I woke up in his little toolshed, and it is there I will stay forever!!