The earth will not allow it––foolish humans who think they will not get scorched by the sun.
Turned out I had jammed with Mark and Burn, as part of Talahiv, several months before in Malate at Cafe 512. Far as I can tell, they are the preeminent psych-infused tribal jam unit in Manila.
Hasta la Vista Social Club,
The drums of zealots, the cries of martyrs,
My Fabric you are born.
How do you ask the elephant if it exists
when it is already in the room?