Lost in thought. These are the sounds that ground me, let me express and release me. From a world where nothing seems right, nothing feels real. This is the light that guides me resonating from the soul out into space. 
 
Through the hours of a restless mind we enter the life cycle of a worm, a surreal symphony of a psychedelic nature. A faceless creature, unable to bare the surface temperature above, dwells underground to experience the sensation of vibration through soil.

Sounds that you can feel.

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