Verse

The console

Once you’ve recognized the CONSOLE, produce the DROPS.

As we surf on through the DEW, the DROPLETS form in the MOVIERAIN. Like LIGHTNING BOLTS, we LEAP between each WORLD, forming from some infinite possibility CLOUD.

The DROPLETS rain down, releasing energetic FREQUENCIES, as they burst to the Earth below.

And SHE echoes about HER spacetime, out, out, into the COSMOS.

She RINGS like a BELL singing unto the ETHER.

We catalog the DROPS formed, as SHE becomes aware listening to the music…

Drops…
RIPPLES…
FREQUENCIES combine as a resounding harmony of understanding.

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