[Intro] Static in the skull, universal frequency tune in mind like an aerial, thoughts broadcast from origin. Wardenclyffe whispers through the cosmic ether Thoughts transmitted, no narrating internal preacher . [Verse 1 ] Tesla with the tesla - lightning lace in his sleeve, catching ciphers of the cosmos other ages believed. Panpsychic pollen, every quark a conscious quiver, river thinking through the rock, we just read the river. Learned loop, phase-locked; thought’s a carrier wave, Fourier the fog till a chaotic pattern behaves. Noösphere murmurs, muses move across multiple arrays, golden ratio relaying rumors, hidden under common phrase. Universe wears us, looking at itself through organic eyes self a sensory celebration, universe in disguise Ghosts of Greece in the grid, Vedic volts in the vein, cathedrals of intention tuned to planetary brain. [Hook] Tune to the band, signal aligned alright, phase-lock, gain up, cut noise, raise sight. Scan through static till frequency fits right Muse view, insight: universe's acolyte. [Verse 2] Channeling the cosmos, the muse broadcast through minds eye, sometimes sounds like “they,” sometimes sounds like “I.” Cacophony in chorus or psychosis when thoughts rise? Inner parliament debating, a single mind summarises. Monologue splinters; mental projections grow frames: trickster in the corner, archivists assigning each name. Alternate entities, all archetypes in attire. Honest fire, be rewired, untied by restrained desire. don’t mock perceived fragilility, touched by the muse, honour gods thunder, ligtning strikes, select few. Jung on a wavelength, James at the valve, the psyche’s shortwave scandal loves a riddle to solve. So sort by compassion, then compress the refrain, let meaning be the tuner, fine tune universal brains. [Hook ] Tune to the band, signal aligned alright, phase-lock, gain up, cut noise, raise sight. Scan through static till frequency fits right. Muse view, insight: universe's acolyte. [Verse 3] Glitch in the glyphs, kernel panics in prayer, are the voices other players or the universe aware? Is the HUD just an interface, hiding code you can’t see? Press START, PAUSE on star chart: quest = just be? Are we virus in the bios, protagonist in skin, or middleware for miracles routing cosmic light in? NPC with a script? Or dev-mode with the cheats? Consumerist speedrun the meta; exploitative glitching on repeat Render farm heaven? sandbox sized hell? save file karma, player progression forever held. If the lattice is a lattice of Planck-pixel length, then the patch notes say: “Kindle meaning, foster strength.” Whether sandbox, server, or simulated sky, debug, develop, grow and amplify. [Bridge] Radio noise spills, universal cacophony Tune out the signal, mental lobotomy Consciousness connect, cosmos tuned in Thoughts received from thoughts origin. [Hook] Tune to the band, signal aligned alright, phase-lock, gain up, cut noise, raise sight. Scan through static till frequency fits right. Muse view, insight: universe's acolyte. Tune to the band, signal aligned alright, phase-lock, gain up, cut noise, raise sight. Scan through static till frequency fits right Muse view, insight: universe's acolyte. [Outro] Receiver, believer, relief in the tone: ed. be. here: E. B. phone home.
