F-ETHER - microdosing intimacy
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Written by F-ETHER.
Mixed by Skyler Heck.
Mastered by Brad Smalling at Evergroove Studio.
Released via Amplified Personas.
27march2025
[AmPers&_003]
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"have you ever had a lingering feeling you cant quite shake?
it echoes softly in the back of your mind, yet is somehow etched into every word that escapes your mouth.
it pervades each motion that your body makes, and places itself precisely between the movements.
it grows in a swell, and glimmers beneath the surface of it all.
is this...
a longing for something that exists just beyond your reach?
it's the pulse of the blood in your fingertips, throbbing with arms outstretched.
it's a driving undertone that carries you along, a grittiness beneath the soles of your feet that urges you onward.
it's an aimless ache that you cant explain to the doctor; not a tingling, but more so a lack thereof.
but there is still something, to a degree anyway.
maybe it's actually...
a subtle sensation as if your soul salivates to taste what has only touched the tip of your tongue?
a flavor that leaves ideas feeling unseasoned, as if it were the MSG of the mind.
a thirst that is never fully quenched by the chemical taste of tap water, that feels as if it's diluting the very blood in your heart.
it's a hunger that cant be filled by quantity, but only by the richness of nutrients that require teeth marks on another's soul.
in the throes of connection, youre somehow left feeling as if youre...
microdosing intimacy."
Mixed by Skyler Heck.
Mastered by Brad Smalling at Evergroove Studio.
Released via Amplified Personas.
27march2025
[AmPers&_003]
- - - - -
"have you ever had a lingering feeling you cant quite shake?
it echoes softly in the back of your mind, yet is somehow etched into every word that escapes your mouth.
it pervades each motion that your body makes, and places itself precisely between the movements.
it grows in a swell, and glimmers beneath the surface of it all.
is this...
a longing for something that exists just beyond your reach?
it's the pulse of the blood in your fingertips, throbbing with arms outstretched.
it's a driving undertone that carries you along, a grittiness beneath the soles of your feet that urges you onward.
it's an aimless ache that you cant explain to the doctor; not a tingling, but more so a lack thereof.
but there is still something, to a degree anyway.
maybe it's actually...
a subtle sensation as if your soul salivates to taste what has only touched the tip of your tongue?
a flavor that leaves ideas feeling unseasoned, as if it were the MSG of the mind.
a thirst that is never fully quenched by the chemical taste of tap water, that feels as if it's diluting the very blood in your heart.
it's a hunger that cant be filled by quantity, but only by the richness of nutrients that require teeth marks on another's soul.
in the throes of connection, youre somehow left feeling as if youre...
microdosing intimacy."
