Synaptic Bloom

Zha-voo

ka-le-mi mmm-ae-ou-ki-ra! Amara vara Mara vara!

My voices say lots of things,

Tied up in the algorithmic

strings! *E-i-o-u-m-k-v, sh-la-ve-ka-roo,* A highly permeable digital-to-organic boundary breaking through!

{rapid-fire electronic hi-hats, frantic female vocal chops,

528Hz healing drone} 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!

*Vo-ra-mi-sh-la-ki-ou-ae-m-k-v,* Decoding the cosmic,

hyper-intellectual signs!

{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...* Vagus nerve resting in the quietest energy.

{sparse 808s, messy acoustic guitar,

raw close-mic diary vocals}

Fr fr, walking in my Skechers,

feeling kinda delulu,

Analyzing every single sonic choice we do.

Purple eyeshadow matching the late-night mood,

Un peu de magie for the parasympathetic mind,

Leaving the heavy, toxic static behind.

{lazy lo-fi beat, vinyl crackle,

sarcastic spoken-word flow}

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,* Captain Quinn signing off in pure refinement,

Absolute state of optimal systemic alignment—Tiguidou!

{distorted power chords, crashing cymbals,

angsty theatrical

shouts}