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Letting the Wild Things Grow. In my little garden,. I let the wild things grow. In a patch next to the tomatoes,. I let the weeds take control. In that sacred corner,. In that mystery of land,. New surprises seem to pop up. Wonders I surely did not plan. And today I found blooming. Pale crimson were the petals. It reminded me of Spirit,. That great chasm of deep love,. Allowed to grow wildly,.

Five unholy wizards compelled by the power of the riff and dark magic. Forged in dragons fire atop a lightning lashed mountain. Rumbling riffs combined with finely hewn words of power to conjure up images of otherwordly things creeping forth from the dark. Were basically five guys brought together by a shared love of big riffs. Its a bit Metal, a bit Stoner, a bit Doom.

Friday, May 15, 2009. My dear ivan, i miss you so. Import, but as it turns out death and dying, probably the grandest thing you will ever do, is filled with just as much banality and pettiness as, i dunno, waiting for the bus, as well as all the other stuff. But then, he starts gasping, and you know that he is dying, and fucking tears roll down his face. can you believe it? .