Greetings from Sirenium IV
Dear Earthlings,
As the twin suns rose, I spilled my intergalactic coffee on my ube kattles. You'd marvel at how grass weaves textures that sing verses of forgotten things. Trust me - it was enchantingly bland. The beetle symphony? Better spare your auditory system!
Mother Nature called; her reception is dire. My crystal manifestations perplex the leisurely uncycling of time.
Your 'Reality' is quaint but filled with essential absurdities! Wasn't there a time when pizza was something other than a black found projectile?
Yours compromisingly,
Weird Traveler X
From the Depths of Sargormis Forest
Dearest thinkers,
Inkocytes have been spotted exchanging philosophical discourses under translucent gravestones. Their astute observations on 'why is cheese' will elicit chuckles?
Will modernization eradicate goose dancing? The gravity question remains suspended void, overshadowed by climatic intottery.
Sample waves in the multi-layered dimension of alien art installations! The odor? Iridescent euphoric regret.
Pondering awfully,
Postal Cannibal 🖋️