One wants to express, but is limited by the available channels, so the mind creates new channels to express what was unspeakable. And then the expression MΓΆbius loops back in on its origin, channeling the mind towards what it thinks is possible to express, into the habits of what is possible to think.
Something that simultaneously haunts and engulfs me in awe...
Possibly my favorite chord sequence at the end, which is likely where i drew the track name from "it crumbles...". Reuploaded, cuz old version wasn't playing. naddr1qqwx...
Just being facetious π Mornings aren't my best time... at a level of existence. But that doesn't mean for you to change your time, it's something for me to work on π€£