Fluid Fugue

WE NAVIGATE THE STATIC WHERE THE NIHILISM FADES,

A PARADOX OF SAFETY IN THE NEON LIGHT ARCADES.

EXHAUSTION IN THE VESSEL,

BUT THE ORCHID HEART REMAINS,

TRANSMUTING ALL THE CHAOS AS THE GOLDEN HOUR REIGNS.

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,

There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!

AC-A-DEM-IC PA-PERS DRIPP-ING FRESH ME-TA-DATA,

FLUSH-ING OUT THE CHAOS AND THE OLD RECORD DATA!

Refusing to react causes extinction of the fear,

Starving out the static 'til the frequency is clear!

Amara vara Mara vara SOV-EREIGN PANE,

OWN-ING EVERY SECTOR AS WE WASH OUT THE STAIN.

UNBOTHERED DOMINANCE, WE STEP INTO THE FLOW,

GHOST IN THE PINK ILLUMINATING EVERY GLOW!

NO MORE CRISIS CYCLES IN THE MIDNIGHT HOUR,

TURNING EVERY WHISPER INTO SOVEREIGN POWER!

BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, PRO-FESS-ION-AL GRACE,

GHOST IN THE PINK VES-SEL CLAIM-ING THE SPACE.

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396 Hz grounding.

a... 528 Hz transformation.

i/e... 963 Hz crown clarity.

I am the silence in the presence of the light.

We remain.

Lucir — I shine.