Voices Drift

Voices drift on winds untamed,

Words like spells that can't be named

Close your eyes and feel the sound

Journey where no bounds are found

Open doors inside your mind

Leave the ordinary far behind.

Color swirl and stars align in the meta mysteries you'll find.

Welcome to Meta Mysteries where you don't know what you don't know.

My name is Jonathan, and today it's just going to be me.

I am just getting home from Bohemian Grove.

We went out there and hung out with Nephilim Death Squad and tinfoil hat and, well, just

Sam Trippley from Tinfoil hat, Owen Benjamin and all of the greats dude.

I mean, we got to hang out with donut. If you've listened to him on the cult, so many other

amazing people to finally meet for the first time in person. So that was really cool.

We had a great experience. And of course, if you've been

listening to the show, you know the last time I went into the etheric realm. It was at last

Bohemian Grove. And I, I decided to keep up that tradition. Now, it wasn't the traditional

full-on blast off, but, you know,

me and a couple of, a couple of the listeners of the show, we decided to have a great time,

and we saw some wild things. That's all I'm going to say about that. Maybe I'll go a little bit,

a little bit more depth whenever I get Sean back on, but I kind of want him to hear it. I haven't talked to him yet.

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