Zen mode

an immersion ethereal full body scan performed magically and enigmatically straight down from head to feet following perfect sacred geometry in a single sweep preceded by a knock a distinct tap on the top of head at crown akin to an energy disc moving through form remaining parallel at every instant in linear time is what we can only call as being touched by grace
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