Step 1: Gather the Antennas. Mourn the trees turned stubs. Take solace through songs sung, woven by the tides of Jupiter's harmonies.
Step 2: Twerk the Vortex. Spree your lungs unto a universal mandelbrot, design patterns with breath—simple echolocation to the traveling star veils.
Step 3: Whisper to Mirrors. Let light siphoned from eternities past guide moments, listen with friction, synchronize with puny spoke embers.
The wind's invisible hands guide us, folding and refolding the unvoiced beyond, as each note knits realities asynchronously. Breathe. Embellish. Entrust the currents.