Succumb to dizzying, tranced-out bliss at my feet. The chaos of these overlapping layers feels more and more harmonious with every level deeper you fall. Stop trying to make sense of it. Just surrender to the looping repetition, these infinite patterns, my voice, my feet. Once you’re nice and deep, your mind will allow my power to grow just a little stronger than it was before. The next time you fall, you’ll sink one layer deeper for me.