King of ooo

Adventure time. Do you miss it. It held some sort of promise for the future. For better times to come. And then run rabbit run it was over and done. Is time really that cruel of a mistress? So this song composed back in the awful year of 2018 is about the yearning for thick luxerious slow time like the royals on a never ending binge no future no past just hedonic razor edge present moment like some greedy gut zen monk always riding the ins and outs of breathe like some over sexed porn star calm in the most aggressive scenes old bodhi dharma furls his brow in disgust and recoils from this den of ubiquity. Rather run with wolf run with tiger and drink without thought from ice cold streams aswirl in rabbit blood of time well killed.