Popcorn and the despair of Denizens.

Watch us eat Popcorn and then despair.


We have roses in our hair and we do not care.


I am a priest and she has a strawberry underwear.


Priest of Fantasy. She is the conqueror of sex.

The world might be black in there but so
are the hearts inside.

The hearts of ours are illuminated.

To search in the night and neigh of the white mountains and the cherry blossoms
of summer and fall and winter nights under a uniting moon.

And seeking a whisper tune, a whisper toon.