Venus Returns From a Foray in the Dark

Forward and Back Wild Walla Sky

It has recently come to our attention, here at our Black Mansion headquarters, that we've fully engaged alternate reality mode. Thus we have now a crossroad for spirit communication running directly through that multivalent transmission might flow with perfect clarity. Reality alters here, where alteration is found by direction of the will of the witch, she having coalesced kaleidoscopic prism vision to inhabit the multi-mind. Don't try to grok it.

Serpents Take Over Our Hair

 The many eyed writhing of these snakes has produced a view from here that is nothing. If not exotic. Like the nothing that doth fade, becoming ever more rich and strange. Those eyes are adamantine and swirl from star-height. What we're trying to point out with this circuitous explanation is that the time travel experiment appears to be bearing fruit of pomegranate and fig from vines upon which roses bloom. Don't worry. It all makes complete sense because what really is being alluded to with this statement is the maturing of the book that is both vehicle and record of the experiment. Soon this tome is to be released to wild the wide world down. What tome? Lulu Lopez vs. the Wicked Witch of West Texas: Escape from Sugarland. It is, of course, highly inadvisable or very essential that one  obtain the book. That can't be determined until contact is made.

Mono.

Just a Banishing

The erasure of one thing can create space for another. Sugarland beckons, sweet home, where the topiary deer and the piñata antelope roam. Cotton candy tumbleweeds blow upon the incense breezes. Kubla's laugh heard on far has spurred prophesy. And with it, some dread. Do not worry. The clowns with flashing eyes, floating hair, this is carnival land. Banish dread and do inversions. Stretch.

It would be a lot cooler...

if you did.

Pan-gyric

Think of how snappy spring will be.
Apple blossom Washington and the
Iris bloom, Many Waters way.

Wild and wyrd to wood and panic.