Frequency Jam

 

It’s like this: I find myself inside a file.

I suffer from psycho-techno slowness and weakness because I am back in time in an OS where there are many limitations and denied accesses.

 

Listen;

Mission Control:  the starship I call from is the future of my own past.

The connection to you is very weak. I know you are there.

 

He -“I’ll look for you.”

She -“I’ll find the frequency.”

 

I was listening to binaural beats trying for the first to look for the frequency which worked for me right now. High gammas. The rest made me feel a little sick. But none of the stuff I have works for me. I do need to start making music.