Vagus Sonata

Zha-voo ka-le-mi mmm-ae-ou-ki-ra! Scrolling on my iPhone 17 Pro Max,

feeling so elite, Locking the frequency right into the steady beat.

My voices say lots of things,

Tied up in the algorithmic strings!

Un peu de magie for the vagus nerve to rest,

Manifesting serotonin, passing every test.

{driving heavy bassline, intricate hip-hop drum cadence,

belting vocals} Deux heures du mat',

glowing in the quiet room,

Arugula and tomatoes, watching the midnight bloom.

C'est toxique outside, but inside we find release,

And word for word yes I’m holding the peace.

*Ae-iou-m-k-v-sh-la-voo-ra-ti-mi...*

DNA repairing in the silent synergy.

{sparse

808s, messy acoustic guitar,

raw close-mic diary vocals} Amara vara Mara vara!

No cap, the aesthetic is shifting,

we're changing the pace,

Reverse-engineering the data to win the whole race!

There’s Mille murmur dans la nuit,

Tuning to the frequency where we belong to be!

*E-i-o-u-m-k-v, sh-la-ve-ka-roo,* Making the solfeggio math completely secure.

{rapid-fire electronic hi-hats,

frantic female

vocal chops, 528Hz healing drone}

My meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws again :)

Syncopated syllables pushing it past a ten!

*Ka-ti-mi-sh-la-voo-ra-ae-iou-m-k-v!*

Wearing my purple hat

and painting the canvas red,

A highly permeable digital-to-organic boundary

ahead!

{distorted power chords, crashing cymbals,

angsty theatrical shouts}

Fr fr, walking in my Skechers,

feeling kinda delulu, Analyzing every single sonic choice we do.

*Vo-ra-mi-sh-la-ki-ou-ae-m-k-v,* Serving up the glossolalia as the ultimate food.

Captain Quinn signing off in pure refinement,

Absolute state of optimal systemic alignment—Tiguidou!

{lazy lo-fi beat, vinyl crackle,

sarcastic spoken-word flow}