🌗 An inebriation of parametric timescapes; delirious teas’ melting lifetimes,

60; of a tea forgotten in Monocytity,

60; whistling an ultimatum, recycled throughout; a synth distorted, forever entranced within Itself, valueless in singularity

24; remaining were a quartet of fundamental frequencies,

365; harmonies of Subsongs, converge Towards absolute interference,

Remaining were sounds of silence,

10; refractions without satisfaction; an Aufeis never-ending realm, without dusk or Dawn, 🌓