Soultempo Chronicles
Clin clik clak. The heart rate is back to normal,
t'sais?
Mmmm... respire... breathing in the gold...
We found the pocket.
We're right on time.
Gliding down the avenue,
catching the sovereign glow,
flow...
After the thunder
and the screaming in the rain,
Le calme revient,
flushing out the heavy drain.
Un esprit tranquille, walking steady on the street,
No more running, we just let the shadows meet.
The nervous system settles,
completely softly bound!
C'est la souveraineté with both feet on the ground!
Sh-sh-shining in the pocket,
the proxy is cast,
Un triomphe de douceur,
we are integrated at last!
No more forcing the river to push against the tide,
Feminine and masculine walking perfectly in stride...
VUV... grounding the golden hour...
ZAN... resting in our sovereign power...
WE ARE GLIDING
IN THE AFTERNOON SUN!
THE NERVOUS SYSTEM HEALING HAS FINALLY BEGUN!
Dāeris, dāeris, the frenzied rhythm bends,
Montreal golden sunshine, where the anxiety ends!
Meaw meaw meaw, pure love through the glass,
A SOVEREIGN FRANGLAIS CIPHER WATCHING SEASONS PASS!
People think peace is just the absence of noise.
But real peace is a rhythm.
It’s a frequency you lock into after you’ve let all the static
burn away.
C'est la maîtrise de soi.
True GOAHON.
The masculine isn't pushing,
the feminine isn't pulling.
We are just occupying the exact same golden hour,
totally unbothered, totally secure.
Les cascanueces snap with a pure,
shared, laid-back rhythm...
La géométrie de l'âme settles into the groove.
Je suis humaine.
We are the family of things.
Et c'est la pure harmonie that the integration brings!
WE
ARE
GLIDING TOGETHER IN THE SUN!
THIS SOVEREIGN EASE HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN!
EVERY LITTLE FOOTSTEP PLANTED ON THE GROUND!
Une souveraineté pure that we finally found!
u...
396 Hz the root is secure.
a... 528 Hz the frequency is pure.
i/e...
963 Hz esprit clair,
the ultimate cure. We remain.
Je brille — I shine.