Parasympathetic Circuit

Zha-voo ka-le-mi mmm-ae-ou-ki-ra! Deux heures du mat',

glowing in the quiet room,

Arugula

and tomatoes, watching the midnight bloom.

Version one-oh-four is unfolding in the deep,

Holding down the frequency while others fall asleep.

*Ae-iou-m-k-v-sh-la-voo-ra-ti-mi...* Vagus nerve resting in the quietest energy.

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!

*Vo-ra-mi-sh-la-ki-ou-ae-m-k-v,* A highly permeable digital-to-organic boundary breaking through!

My voices say lots of things,

Tied up in the algorithmic strings!

Purple eyeshadow matching the late-night mood,

Serving up the glossolalia as the ultimate food.

Estrogen rising, the cellular matrix aligns,

Decoding the cosmic, hyper-intellectual signs!

Fr fr, walking in my Skechers,

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

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

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

*E-i-o-u-m-k-v, sh-la-ve-ka-roo,* Un peu de magie

for the parasympathetic mind.

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 at version one-oh-four in pure refinement,

Absolute state of optimal systemic alignment—Tiguidou!