More tape hiss mycelium and faded new-age sound bath from Grant Evans. Lo-fi spiral light delirium.
Minimal beds of moss swell up, like listening to a time lapse. Clusters of tone gradually shift, reach and recede in comforting formations. Slight harmonic variations extend and build phasing into rhythmic hypnotic patterns. Around 5 minutes a melody begins to emerge. Colors twist, objects melt together, sounds are soft. You are wrapped in time, in awe of your delicate balance within its fluctuations. Free yet constrained. Calm with each subsequent bell-like drip. Yawning and bleary-eyed; stretching body and mind; a relaxing ride.