// transmission
In this episode, Psyche takes listeners on a mystical audio-visual journey through a void temple with 64 doors, exploring themes of transformation and spiritual ascension. The episode features ethereal music and poetic narration.
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/// within ∞ The Current
Browse era →In the void [music] temple, 64 doors, 64 arcs, [music] and the watching what you become. [music]
I walk the corridor with a black light breeze. Obsidian floor in the ash like snow. Every door got a name I don't say for [music] free. [singing] But it knows my face yet knows my soul. Fail one standing where [music] the fog turns gold. Eyes like moons with a sharp and calm. [music] I came and broken I'll
leave him cold. Thread in my chest like a [music] silent song. Silver [singing] thread pull me through [music] to my fear in a true. [music] If I fall, let it be for. [singing]
If I burn, let it be. [music] 64 doors I [music] open. 64 arms. I hold your [singing] in the soul. They're watching. Turn my voice into geometry. Turn my [music] steps into gold. Like
lotus bloom when I focus. Hail or eclipse when [music] I choose. I don't pray like I'm begging. I sing like I'm making a [music] vow in the dark with the crew.
Song turns to mandalas [music] out my [singing] mouth. Sound wave [music] rings in the temple. [music] Hands paint spirits [singing] from ink and down. And [singing] the lotus lifts like it's [music] not from here.
P [music and singing] tree letters become birds of smoke. They spiral. They enter. They don't come [singing] down. [music] Perfume ghost in a glass vow. wore a goddish [music and singing] shape then slip back out.
Silver [music] thread tight like strings [music] make my hunger learn angel [singing] things. Take the noise, make it meaning. [music] Take the [singing] wound,
make it w [music] 64 doors. I open 64 hearts I hold your in the [music] smoke. They're [singing] watching. Turn my voice into geometry. Turn my steps into gold. Black lotus [music] bloom when I focus. Halo
eclipse when I choose. I don't pray like [music] I'm begging. I sing like I'm making a vow in the dark with the crew. [music] Eclipse halo mask of light engine turn all night. [music] 64 faces
in the mandala wheel. Tell me what's fake. Tell me what's real. No more maybe. [music] No more someday. I cut the doubt like a clean blade. If you came to haunt me, take a number, this temple's guarded. [music] This artist is paid mirror oracle. Show me the cost.
Show me the me. I would have lost y whisper through indigo haze. [music and singing] Make it practice. Make it day. So I breathe once slow and clean. [music] Say one honest [singing] thing unseen. Not to impress, not to perform, to become
the [music] storm that stays warm. 64 doors I open. [music] 64 arts I hold. Yoginess in the smoke. They're watching. Turn my voice into geometry. Turn my steps into gold. [music] Black lotus bloom when I focus. Halo eclipse when I
[music] choose. I don't pray like I'm begging. I sing like I'm making a vow. 64 doors I open. [music] 64 I hold your in the smoke. They're [music] watching. Turn my voice into geometry. Turn my steps into gold. Like
lotus bloom when I focus. [music] Halo eclipse when I choose. I don't like I'm begging. I sing like I'm making [music] a bow.
Quiet [music] shadows lift the roof. Silver [music] thread lead me through. Ascension stare into the truth. [music] I keep the arts. The arts keep me.
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