Visitors and visited become one.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES