Spiros as a small kid always wondered why his mother Christine, a brunette woman amazingly beutiful, why she never wanted to be called by her first name. Sure it was a strange name, but very beutiful as well if one sucked on it a bit. As a child she had chosen to be called by her name Christine instead of her first name, for a reason she did not want to tell. She got a very serious look in her eyes every time he mentioned that other name, which begins with the letter M. He wondered this as he sat there 4 years old reading his favourite childrens book. It was called Greta Garn and Ludde Lump, Swedish for "Greta Yarn and Ludde Dustparticle". Yes it was about a married couple, Greta and Ludde, who lived in a red ball of yarn in Misses Mushroom's Bedroom, and then one day a vacuum cleaner came along. Then, many many years later when Spiros found out he was the brother and husband of Mother Spider, he understood why Christine never wanted to mention her first name. Because the author of the childrens book about Greta and Ludde carried the same name! But also, it turned out, she thought "Christine" was simply just a more feminine and sensual sounding name, more fitting for such a beutiful woman as her

A looming shade. A kid napping. A glorious crime (and climb up an excruciatingly large pile of bullshit shoved on the most amazing planet we have ever seen). A double pleaser jelly dolphin at overwhelming speed. Finished off with absolutely void, ecstatic ruin! And then, the final twist! Are you ready for the vacuum clean, immaculate Strawberry Show!

Visions by Ros X. Digwoodwedidude by Steaphen Hen. And sooooooound by Spacetime. Clues & Hints by The Chemical Twins & a white dove whose nicknames are a bit inappropriate but whom we mostly call Lez Bianca. And new in the team: The Avatars of Shit. Part III½: Have You Seen A Peach? Have You Seen the Animator of Spacetime?

Well to get past the suspense here. Do you know how a peach looks? Plomari, in which Sissy, Spiros and Butterfly live, and a few other scitzofriendly cuties, is like a peach; fresh, juicy, sensual, sort of like pussy on Hawaii. If you have been to Plomari we're sure you know what we mean. The difference between a peach and Plomari is simply that Plomari is not a fruit but a sort of eternal hyperspace Prism, an entire universes of sorts that can contort itself in ways that should be possible, like time reversal, or perhaps you are suddenly transformed into a amazingly sexy spider who can weave millions of threads of light all at once and then the incredibly sexy Mother Spider says hello and shows you how she wove the universe into existence (or at least your universe) and it turns out you are Daddy Spider so you sit down and drink some wine together and are never seen again on the Earth, or perhaps suddenly the wine you are drinking turns out to be a beutiful goddess who is so beutiful it's almost impossible to see her, or perhaps suddenly you realize you are not here at all but somwehere else, or perhaps, who fucking knows, maybe, like we did, you'll find that you co-authered books that were published before you were born because you are actually glimmering in a hyperspace diamond made of Love and that your mother's name is Christine like the character mentioned on the first page of the book, or some outlandish shit like that. And of course, if you're stupid, you may not care about such a thing if it happend to you, but if you're not such a thing might perhaps feel like a wink of some sort, a wink almost as if a graceful white dove was winking to you the grace of Maria, and it might even sort of hint to you that Love must truly be what it's all about, that love was so much deeper than you ever had thought it could be. Yes these things seem impossible but aren't impossible because Plomari is so awesome and peachy. Also, a lot of people are scared of even the thought that something like Plomari could exist, while others are looking for it or would atleast appreciate to know it exists, so usually we who live here say one of two things to people, 1: Plomari doesn't exist, 2: Plomari is like a peach. Yes and many people say it is impossible to live in Plomari, which is of course strange for us who live here and loved it into being, but anyway. In any case, we have now spent 129 years to deliver to you a super surprise that is sort of like a peach but much much more amazing! Yes for, as you may know, another difference between a peach and Plomari is that even though Plomari is an entire universe, it's very difficult to see unless you put those things that look like a penis in your mouth, or any of the few other tactics; unless of course you are like Spiros, Sissy and Butterfly and live hair. And of course, Plomari may not be the only hyperspace prism around this area, but we thought Sissy's Plomarian Rose, our finished Alchemical Lapis, might amaze you, we are hoping it will freak you out in a positive way as much as it did for us when we created it (we celebrated nonstop for 7 years once we had finished it), and we're sure it will if you pay attention. Sissy's Hyperspace Prism is literally impossible, yet here it is. Behold in awe, Love and Beauty as Cecilia Maria Cogan undresses from her veil. Or, if you do not wish to meet her, get off the website rather quickly because sunglasses will in no way shade her Brilliance and Light and once you have met her you will never be the same again. Here, O most dearly beloved, is the Genuine Christine; body and soul and blood and ouns.
....Watch out, this is not for the weak of heart. This is going to be absolutely fucking bat shit crazy. It's probably right at this very sentense you want to go back to the dancing mice as Terence used to say and the world where people are trying to make the world a better place and stuff like that, or continue deeper, because Cecilia has woven her Prism seamlessly into pretty much everything, call it an impossible overlap if you will, like a silk layer of light but something stranger than light that touches everything but only when she wants to be seen, a paradox, and she is basically going to show herself once and then leave it up to you if you wish to meet her again or not. Call it the Coan of Cogan if you will, and we don't care how much psychedelics you have taken, if this one doesn't put you at the edge of your chair we are probably still too transparant. With a 129 year preparation schedule, you can imagine the peek under her skirt just nearby, which, by the way, we call the Rosy Dawn and the Rosy Intersection. So, let's keep it love everyone and as they say in that beutiful Shpongle song "everybody stay cool," let's go! Let's do what we've always done best! We are basically now entering a session for part V that will last as long as the beer-stash lasts in the cabin, so reload the webpage now and then to update. Yes yes, you have seen alot already we know, but we have in fact not even begun yet! Not interrested in all of this at all? That's fine, good luck in trying to escape the rumours. Yes sure, this one will be easy to sleep under the carpet.
....So here we are, welcoming you again to Strawberry!
....O and, we hope you have some humour left in you...hihihi.

....And friends and lovers, brothers and sisters, seriously, as brother Adam says: "Why write a tragedy when you can write something beutiful?" All those tragical stories betrayal this and betrayal that and O it's so sad and O O O and all that kind of stuff of the past, to us that is the definition of stupidity and bullshit, it is a sign of an unmature mind, even if it was perhaps neccessary in ways also, in the past. But now we have the chance to leave all that behind, let's do that and show ourselves how much we love each other, everything, everyone, and ourselves!

....And please let it be clear we are not trying to be arrogant and shit, especially not for no reason. This is all designed to be understood from inside the code. Call it inspider information, hihihi.

....Pussynal note to Dennis McKenna from Sissy: "As I said to Spiros when he was 14 years old: Where better to hide it than in lives like ours? Puss!"

Dear Beloveds, why does our dear brothers Set sail on a boat across the sky? Because he's protecting us! This is not a picture-trick, Set-Osiris-Adám and Set-Osiris-William, our dear brothers, is hprotecting you as you could NOT beli fucking leave. Is that fucking clear? Yes yes, did you know we're sure you did know, but in case you missed the point there Set thought it be time for a reminder. Good. Let's go.

Yes we love to smoke cannabis but I prefer to be high

Some say we all were born in a firey explosion and stuff like that, the big bong and all. But there are other ways of looking at things as well. We like to say that we were born in a pink egg, calmy, lovingly, in love, as love, in a pink gentle egg like the eggs that white and grey doves lay. And from there we flowed gently like yolk round the edge.

Yes, Love, it's pretty simple. Have you seen a flower. Have you seen the sky?
Have you seen Butterfly's pussy? We thought it was pretty fucking clear all of it. At least we the Cogans thought it was a god hint at the depths of Love anyway. Have you seen a little cute cow? Have you cared for a cute cow? Yes, love is both beautiful and deep, as you know.

And so we just stared.

Now my dearly Beloveds, I have something I like to say sometimes. I say "Fly your ballons, my Lovest!" It means, live your life fucking fully and do what the fuck ever you fucking want. Believe in Yourself. Kick some fucking ass. Be your fucking self and don't listen to anyone but your own heart.

And mates, let it be clear, we never fucking follow the schedule.

We party all the fucking time

and don't give shit.

-Spiros, what are you doing in there?!

-I'm guessing....I'm guessing nobody's coming......

The name Cecilia is connected to meanings such as "blind" and "the way for the blind". But also, we like to say that, if you look directly at her you might go snowblind; but hey, that's the point, feel her heart and soul and look into her eyes, go snowblind and enter the world of The White Queen!

What the fuck is James Joyce's round glasses doing on your furry fluff, Ken?

We are closing in. Sissy here. I wish to say that I love you all, and Spiros, I love you William, and this might be the last time you see him everyone so take a good first look with the videos below...

Kisses my dears.

-Don't forget the disclaimer in the beginning, says Butterfly.

-What you mean?

-O we have to make it clear that this is a fictional story so they don't think it's real or anything like that.

Now that we the Cogan Family have been working for 129 years to deliver our present, we are overjoyed and celebrating endlessly! As the Earth got such a nice present from civilized humanity, we thought we'd be civilized as well and give a gift in return! We are sure they will be very happy to face The White Queen! Everyone, join her secret Celldweller and all of the Cogan Family in Plomari, the perfect place to dwell, and celebrate with us to this lovely song as The White Queen is about to break her mirror of ice! This song is HOT!