Now is the time for Desonoricum radio, the voice of the desert.

The voice of the desert.

Night has fallen on the desert

To mark this season when the veil is dead Dark working sorcerers who work the mind in this detested most feared place where dark night welcomes wandering angst.

Dark night from the eye all function takes how darkly and how deadly does she speak.

But needs no candles now for darkest light.

Cloudy death over shades the beams of life.

The Foul, contagious, in this action, sir.

That the night can ill afford the jaws of darkness to devour.

We are for the dark.

For some remote and desert place quite out this...

Shadow World.

This landscape bear, the old council of coyote song carry across this then Mo Javier.

Welcome to Desert Oracle Radio.

And I believe the most eastbound location the my bunker in the Mojave

where I never noticed the pandemic happened

because there were no human souls one way or the other is that people sometimes have a story to tell

and it's a story they're not going to tell

to their Uber driver

it's a story they're not going to tell on a Zoom work meeting

because you want to tell such stories

and safe quarters

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