Sometimes when I listen to epic music and when the drop hits in I pretend I've got super powers and raise my hands shakily and upwards like I'm causing an earthquake or something.
Lol I do that too except I lean forward and put my finger over my eybrow (third eye) and scream, "Zum Zilla Zilla!" and then turn to my embarrassed cam-padre (usually family member) and say, "See I don't you all mofo's I had the gift."
"i shut the door and in the morning
it was open
Olemn slammed his hammer and from the sparks on the metal of his anvil came the spheres of the heavens.
Sayrah blew life into the spheres and they moved. From her wheel she weaved the names of people in to mystery.
I wish I was still small enough to fit in the blanket forts I used to build when I was a kid.
Truth [is] like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold.
You push it, stretch it, it will never be enough,
Kick it, beat it, it will never cover any of us.
From the moment we enter crying,
To the moment we leave dying,
It will just cover your face
As you wail and cry and scream.