Close your eyes and follow the frequency. The Signal Path is a plant medicine journey wrapped in cosmic astral house, a sultry spoken word ceremony riding 108 BPM in F sharp minor. A breathy hypnotic voice guides you through the dissolve, shedding skin, losing the name, spiraling round and round from root to crown while celestial chimes lock tight to the kick like interdimensional signals. Minimoog leads sweep overhead with ethereal portamento, native flute whispers drift through galactic reverb, and deep subterranean bass holds the floor while binaural panning pulls you out of your body. The ego cracks, the soul is young, and she dissolves into what she fears only to find that fear is empty, fear is dust, round and round, she learns to trust. The bridge holds the whole teaching: a bell rings clear, the cosmos spins, the death of me is where life begins. She is not the body she once knew. She is the signal, flowing through. Entheogenic dance music for the veil-thinning hours, sacred smoke and infinite space in one transmission. Headphones strongly recommended. Written by Pamela Arsena. Psychedelic Sativa FM on the Pamela Arsena label.
I feel the signal, ancient and deep The frequency calls where the shadows sleep The medicine rises, slow and warm Breaking the edges of every form I breathe it in, the sacred smoke The veil is thinning, spoke by spoke The plant knows secrets the mind can't know I let it guide me, root to crown Round and round, I'm spiraling down The signal's clear, the pathway's bright I'm shedding skin, becoming light I'm leaving earth, I'm leaving time Round and round, I feel the call Round and round, I shed it all I am the breath, I am the flame I lose the face, I lose the name Round and round, the circle holds Round and round, the self unfolds The plant speaks softly in an ancient tongue The ego cracks, the soul is young The drums are distant, the flute is near I'm dissolving into what I fear But fear is empty, fear is dust Round and round, I learn to trust A bell rings clear, the cosmos spins The death of me is where life begins The medicine teaches me to receive I am not the body I once knew I am the signal, flowing through Round and round, I feel the call Round and round, I shed it all I am the breath, I am the flame I lose the face, I lose the name Round and round, I am the whole Round and round, I am the soul
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