the concept of brother otter was born from the merging of two minds in a barn above a field of snow. the minds stuck together for quite some time but disbanded for a spell. it’s a cold hard world out there, so that’s why we got these tails. we build our houses in this mental stream, where the currents aren’t too mean, while the negativity never seen, sweeps by in rapid beams, of light, of moon, of grace, of never ending cyclic reams, of paper, thin, tight, of rockets, big, bright, fur glistening in our vacant stare.
i close my eyes, i’m in my sphere, the outer realm, where i can think freely, where i can create my world, one part of my vast and infinite universe
this is light years ahead of everything else ever. "Write your own Book," is my favorite. Im really looking forward to hearing more of your work dude. Let me know if you ever need a banjo track. :)
