The last track on Polygon Window's (Surfing on Sine Waves), and one of the most absolutely beautiful composures I have ever heard. Imagine the voices of Angels cooing in a universe of light blue fluffystuff, with an abstract pulsating being, creating sounds resembling an underwater ukulelean mandoline.

If you can picture this (there are ways), then you have a beginning.

Envision drops of liquid sound creating ripples in the light blue fluffystuff, with creatures spun of amorphous color flying through your consciousness in slow motion.

(You're getting closer)

Finally think of that emotion of transcendence, the one that tells you that everything will be okay, you don't have to fight it anymore.

There it is. Right on.

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