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Psychedelia



Soul to soul a kiss 
of color,





an open arm
to dance with me. 





These portal eyes
seduce with thunder,
beneath this hair, 
a tangerine tree! 





Psychedelic rhythm
spells the meaning
of body and movement-
of colors that fly - 




Of painting a vision
to naked abandon,
searching and singing
to Marmalade Skies!



Text by Rick Burnett Baker
Leather Jacket by Sandra Azwan
  weird music2 by CUBE MUSIC

F i S h


Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,
The ocean smashed,
Against the sea-caves walls,
There you saw me,
Bare, revealed to you,
Your breath hitched,
“What is this monstrosity?” 

 
Pity,
The first that you feel,
You scoured for libretto,
Despite my parsimonious echo,
Provoke!
So I would behest,
Against your spiel,
 

Aeons ago,
I was submerged,
Deep under by my maker,
I remember,
Writhing in agony,
Into a critter I morphed,

 
I despised my master,
The Grandiose,
Spiteful revenge followed through,
I shall wreck and carve,
The Deep Blue realm,
With clamored dominion,
The realm is mine,


In the midst of pandemonium,
The Angelicas appeased it pleas,

“This is odious!
How you foraged,
The evernity of peace!”

“There will be retribution
Our maker The Grandiose,
Will pour into you with his wrath!”


I looked down,
Heh, The Angelicas!
Severed fins!
Scattered flesh!
 
They will be!

None will loom over me,
Tell that to the so-called Grandiose,
Announce! For I have no fear to spare!


Wrath?
What wrath will befall me?
I am the new GRANDIOSE,
Only crowns and jewels will dress me,
Plethora of scions,
My very own legion,

Bow.


“The critter did not listen to us master!”

The Angelicas bemoan,

“Punish, punish, punish” They chanted,

“A curse shall fall” And in unison they sentenced


The sea-beds rumbles,
The waves clashing,
Chaos, rage,
Gnashing teeth of destruction,
Clamored, the execution begins,
The Deep Blue is fallen with curse


There I was,
Here I am,
To you creature,
I am simply,

FISH

a beautiful story by beautiful dewi
wardrobe sandra azwan


 

 
03 Aquarium
 

Perish



Tonight I will put much effort into it.
But face it,
is it a curse or just whatever?





I ask god to help me.
Still I need HIM.
But why I'm so excited to be perished?



In fashion,
it's a life.
It's a freedom of expression.
Taste the sin & make it happen!




I can survive.
Whenever I'm in Paris
or Tokyo,
I will work it out!
Bonjour! Arigato gozaimaz!



A mannequin. A model.
I supposed!
Stay and watch, freezing
cold enormously.




Paint my heart with glory.
Scare people when
they afraid.
It's the climax
and that is what I enjoy.




2nd day to perish.
What on earth I'm talking about!

Pedalling through..


STILL REMEMBER THIS?















It keeps playing all over my head
EVERYDAY
until now.

Watch here.