Tonight you felt a new signal behind your heavier heartbeats. Afraid some pieces of darkness gonna rain down from space?! Tomiro, why not light up that strange owl on chimney top, becoming your guardian angel?! Rather you crawl deeper inside this mushroomish sofa, under a castle of blankets. Believe you've already written down your recent dreams?! It's we who make your total recall. While you're snoozing... inbetween movie scenes left from electrified badger brains. Finally we start what humanity would've called November. Immediately we put you faraway through Novaettir, so you've got more time to reflect - at least back upon.