I love jamming out to music from different phases of life. Some days it’s the most random, are we enjoying the memories or the music. I can’t tell.
As of late I’m digging classical music of the occultists. Currently, I’m digging this degenerate Erik Satie the Rosicrucian, whom his contemporaries saw as untalented.
What folks don’t know, is all the works of occultist freemasons is encoded with secrets in their music.