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Wednesday, October 17, 2018

The music of the Brittany Murphy Zatanna.. for Niel Gaiman .. for Niel Gainman.. for .. sbo.. sob.. .heh heh.. sob sob.. neil gaiman... for lucfer morningstar.. lucifer morningstar.. lucifer morningstar.. and loki morningstar...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTLZYA1-hh8


.. finally... it's "Jack Ryan" .. courtesy of the good folks at Amazon Prime video... it's a fourteen year old Zatanna... and it's courtesy of the Girl Interrupeted Amazon... talkbacks..?.. and the charming.. finnegans wake amazons.. talkbacks..?.. and the fascinating The Brothers Karamazon Amazon.. postage area...


Brittany Murphy        Daniel Day Lewis       Crispin Glover

                               Zatanna

                       a movie by Niel Gaiman....



.. some of the truly majical youtube comments .. sob sob.. below this haunting youtube at the above URL.. the comments posted below the youtube video of this haunting Zatanna Brittany Murphy music...



TwentYEE Øne Warriørs Whø DØN'T EAT SOAP! 1 year ago
Never knew that eating a sandwich could be so intense.... 
i always think of, things, when i listen to stuff like this, one of the thoughts that came to me, just blew my mind, it was the thought of thought, whenever we think, we think in whatever language we were taught, but what if we were never taught a language? would we think in pictures, instead of words? or would our mind make our own way of communication, just like the first human to be here. think about it, if you can.
The ember danced about her, nipping furiously at her heels, whispering to her inching closer with every beckon. She winced, cold iron made warm only by ebony leather gripped unbearably tight within her hands, she would not fall here she would not waver. The call of flame would not suffocate her, she stood, unflinching, as she raised her strength from deep within her. Crimson fell all around her, though she knew her chances were slim she would continue. Her voice never whimpered, her cry echoed ferociously as she came down, a wisp of movement and light, a waltz only those who dared follow her courage knew, this war was only the beginning...
I became an author, after listen to these magical voices                        
I Just Close My Eyes,And Create A Whole Film In My Head Via My Imagination While Listening To This Music💓 

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