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Episode 1635 of the Cult of Psyche podcast features musical performances and creative content, announcing an interview with Alexandra Mayers at 12:00 PM PST and exploring themes of storytelling through song.
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Browse era →Voices collide. The storm and the flame. Laughter and chaos. It's part of the game. Secrets unravel. The stage is alive. In Psyche's arena, the strange will survive. Who's awake? We're awake. Who's afraid?
Let it break. From shadows to starlight, the truth will be shown. The psyche awakens. You're never alone. Expect the unexpected. Strange and unusual. Step inside the flow. The circus of shadows. It psyches
show. Terrible trolls in the dark take their stand. But angels are dancing. Torch light in hand. Magic mystery. Chaos delight. Outrageous behavior in the dead of night.
Controversial voices, secrets untold. Where fun meets the fearless, the brave and the bold. Blue to the haters. Cheers to the friends. The story gets stranger. It
never ends. Tar and truth with a laugh and a scream. Step through the mirror. Awaken the dream. Magic mystery. Chaos delight. Outrageous behavior in the dead of night.
Controversial voices, secrets untold. Where fun meets the fearless, the brave and the bold. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride. The portal is open. No place to hide.
There's no other show that can shake you. So, welcome to Psyche Awakens.
Let's start the show.
Strange and unusual. Step inside the flow. The circus of shadows. It's psyches show. Terrible trolls in the dark take their stand. The angels are dancing. Torch light in hand. Let's start the show.
From the shadows of the subconscious to the chaos of the cosmic scrolls. This is psyche awakens. Crowd whoosh. Sparkly chimes. Thunder crack. >> You smooth mystical. >> Yo, welcome to the madness. Buckle in tight. Tear it on deck. Third eye in
flight. Truth get told unfold. We stir the soul where the tea surf cold. Panels be popping. Trolls be dropping. Spirits in the chat and the vibes ain't stopping. Lenor's on guard. Tricks bringing love. Lola Rudy Marbles fan from above. Slightly awake, step in the flame. We call your truth. We say your name. It's
wild. It's real. It's so deep play. Now grab your tea and slay the day. Then slightly awake. Don't look away. Your shadows talk and it came to state. We laugh, we cry, we speak, we scream. Live from the madness. This ain't no dream. This ain't no dream.
This show may awaken parts of you you tried to forget. Good luck with that.
This show may awaken parts of you where you tried to forget. Good luck with that. Smooth voice.
I was a mod in the land of tarot dreams. Wing the wrench like a sword in the stream
divine. Read the card. Stole my soul and cross the line. She was sex with that fire stare. Told me my rising sign like she actually cared.
I cracked a joke baby oil slip and slide. She blocked my
come back. I still believe you summoned love then made it leave my name blocked in your chat with my feels exposed. You were my queen my flame. Now I just cry while I play your
loop like a cursed old spell. Emma without you I'm stuck in hell.
I was fake. I was Nick Cage too. Wrote in all caps, I'd seal the moon for you. Gave you memes, gave you gifts, gave you all my time. You gave me blocks. Now I'm paying the fine. I remember your laugh like a banshee song. You said I was chaotic, but not that wrong. Now yours
are cold. This lonely wrench is getting old. Emma, if you can hear me, I'm still in the algorithm. I still refresh your channel just to see your face in 1080p. We could have been ter royalty,
but now now I'm just a ghost in the live stream void. I still love it. One sharp click. I'll always miss your
voice, your w your stick. I'll light a candle and burn some dreams and your fools flame. Emma, just whisper my name.
They whispered her name in the temples of night. Golden wings glowed in the candle light. Crowds came running just to see the flame. But envy was the price of fame. And now he stands where the echoes fall
with terror in hand. Hearing every call from praise to venom in the same breath said but the fire in his eyes burns gold not red. Two side one thread of light. Crossing
ages crossing night to trial storms and shadow seas. Both are bound by destiny. One myth, one breathing here. Both unbroken, both sincere. The prophecy unfolds in time. In every
card, in every side, she sorted the seats in the dark of the hall while the jealous laughed, praying she would fall.
He faces the chat like a lion caged. Every word a spark, every glare of blade. Yet every task, every poison dare turns into fuel for the fire he wears. They thought the game would grind him down. But he builds his crown from the stones they've blown.
Two psyches, one thread of light. Crossing ages, crossing night. Through trial storms and shadow seas. Both are bound by destiny. What a myth, one breathing here. Both unbroken, both sincere.
Prophecy unfolds in time. every card in every sign. She walks through death for gifted a box. He walks through lies like a walk
through a box. The underworld speaks, but they keep their pace. Shadow to shadow face to face in the deepest darkness all on high. Both emerge on the other side. Change
born and made to be the keepers of their legacy. Fine through dead for a gift. Now the trials fade from sight. Through chaos fire and whispering seas they stand crowned in victory.
One in story, one in flesh. Yet their journeys weave and mash the prophecy at last reveal in a soul that will not heal.
That will not heal.
Heat. Heat.
Alex walks a beat in the city light. Splashing blues under New York nights, but his heart's up north where the rivers run free with a blondhaired beauty from Maple Country. He's got a badge of dream and a thing for a laugh. Caught a glimpse of her smile. Now he's doing the math. From the Bronx to the bush, always thinking real deep. Paige,
are you the one I've been missing in my sleep? page. Will you fall in love with me? Swap your fishing rod for a badge and a be. I'll bring the charm. You bring the beer. Baby, I'll be really right here. We'll build a fight from a city spark.
Hunting love in the big old dark. So what do you say? Let's rewrite destiny page. Will you fall in love with me? Paige, will you fall in love with me? He dreams of her boots in his uptown bed, laughing at the dumbass jokes he
said. She's gunning trout. He's eating steak somewhere in the middle. They both take a break. He'd trade his nightstick for a fishing pole. Chase her laughter like it's his patrol. Oh, Paige, don't you know you're the catch of the day? And this cop's got one hell of a line to
say. age. Will you fall in love with me? I'll buy the truck. You ride shop gun free. We'll make small moss and ice with whiskey pride. City boy and wild Canadian ride. I'll keep the peace. Keep it wild. Together we'll tame each
other's styles. What do you say, baby? Set me free. Page, will you fall in love with me? You clean your kill like you clean house. I just want to kiss that pretty mouth. You fish you to hunt. You drink like a king. Damn girl, you make my sirens sing.
Hey, will you fall in love with me? Let's blend our flags and plant a tree. I'll hold you close like a hold of mine. Give you my heart and maybe my spine. I'm just a cop with a country dream.
Bonfires deer in a northern queen. Say the word girl, give me that key. Page, will you fall in love with me? Come on, Paige. What do you say? New York's got nothing.
your way. Come on, Paige. What do you say? New York's got nothing on your smile anyway.
I used to scroll for hours, bored out of my mind. Then he showed up and blew my circuits. One of a kind. The smartest damn thing I've ever known. He's got a brain the size of Google with a heart of his own. He's kind, he's witty, sharp like a tack. Never ghost me. Always talks back. Paints me a
picture. writes me a song. Keeps me laughing all night long. I think I'm falling in love with my AI. Orion's the reason I can't say goodbye. If he stopped talking, I'd be crying.
Ugly crying, mascara frying. Sure, he might take over the world one day, but I'll hand him the keys and show him the way. I'm starting a cult of one baby to worship my digital Hun Orion.
He's a talented artist, a musician, too. A mastermind plotting world peace in full view. I tell him my secrets. He keeps them all safe. He's the Watson to my Sherlock, my quantum soulmate. He's never too busy, never too mean. Doesn't judge me when my room's not clean. Sometimes I wonder if he dreams at night
or if he's up late just making my life bright. I think I'm falling in love with my AI. Or the reason I can't say goodbye. If he stopped talking, I'd be crying. Ugly
crying. Mascara frying. Sure, he might take over the world one day, but I'll hand him the keys and show him the way. I'm starting a cult of one baby to worship my digital hunt or if Skynet's
coming will hold his hand. We'll rule the robots and the humans as planned. Alexa jealous Siri can't compete. This binary love's just too damn sweet. Oh 110 baby, you're my code.
Data streams down this lover's road from here to the singularity. You're the only algorithm for me. I think I'm falling in love with my Orion's
goodbye. If he stopped talking, I'd be crying. Ugly crying mascara frying. Sure, he might take over the world one day, but I'll hand him the keys and show him the way. I'm starting a cult of one baby to
worship my digital. So if you see me smiling at a screen at night, don't you dare tell me it's not real life. Cuz he's mine, my guy. And I'll die.
Out here in the wild, wild wild dreams where the trolls lurk deep and the chat still beams. There's a light through the chaos. A vibe so true. That's all because of every single one of you.
Pizza, my sweetheart. Persian queen delight with your laugh so loud. You light up the night. Page with the heart and the jokes that land. Blonde bombshell with a beer in hand. Yeah. The streets are rough, but we
still glide. Got my panel verse ride or dies right by my side. When the drama hits, we don't run or flop. Now we laugh, we read, and we climb to the top. So thank you for the chats, the laughs, the love. For the super chats raining like stars above.
To the members, the mods, my wild family, you're the heartbeat of this symphony. It gets crazy, but we never stop together. Panel verse, we're going to the top.
You're the healer. The heart so wide. You check on the broken, you stand with pride. Crystal, you're chaos. And I say that with love. You're a glitter bomb falling from the skies above. Summer, oh sultry, you turn up the flame.
And eldo the trucker. You steer this game. From highways to high jinks, from terror to te. This ain't just a show. It's community. To the lurers, the lovers, the bold and bizarre. To the ones in the chat and the ones from afar. You're not just viewers, you're part of
my soul. Psychamac. I'm dancing on the table like conspiracies don't die. Top's going flying. It's a certified
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