A ritualistic spoken-word poem/song serving as an anthem for the Cult of Psyche community, describing late-night streaming sessions, tarot readings, and ongoing drama with other content creators.
Original TransmissionsWe gather in the dark at half 300 a.m.
performing ancient rituals for seven
viewers and a cat named Rudy him.
We read the sacred tarot, the nine of
pentacles reversed.
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