There are moments in life where reality bends, not with force, but with grace. Like a curtain being drawn back to reveal the architecture behind existence.
Psychedelics did that for me. They didn’t hand me answers. They tuned me into frequencies I had forgotten were even there. And at the core of everything I had ever felt, seen or remembered was sound, light and vibration.
Sound isn’t just something we hear.
Under the influence of psychedelics, music becomes more than melody; it becomes its own dimension. I remember one moment clearly – laying still, headphones in. No thoughts. A single tone stretched out like an infinite spiral. It wasn’t just in my ears. It was through me.
Each vibration was like a hand gently pulling my spirit into alignment. I understood then why ancient cultures used chants, mantras and drumming in ceremony.
Sound is a structure. It’s a carrier of intention.
A map for energy.
Light revealed itself not as something to see, but something to feel.
Patterns danced across my closed eyelids. Sacred geometry unfolded effortlessly; Mandalas, Fractals, Spirals.
But they weren’t just visual. They were instructional.
I felt like I was watching the Universe build itself in real time, pixel by pixel, ray by ray.
Every flash of colour spoke an unspoken language. Purple wasn’t just purple – it was insight. Green was consciousness itself. And gold was knowing.
And in that space I felt this: We are light experiencing density. Our bodies are filters and when we’re clogged with stress, trauma and distraction the light can’t move freely.
Psychedelics wiped the dust off the lens for me. They reminded me that this entire Universe is made up of vibrating particles. Of frequency. Of Tone.
Reality as I had known it, cracked. But what appeared through the cracks was more real than anything I had ever seen with open eyes.
There was no separation. No “me” and “it”. Just one breath. One beat. One unfolding.
And in that merging, I didn’t find escape.
I found truth.
A quiet voice whispered, “Everything is light. Everything is sound. Everything is YOU.”
That experience sparked the vision for TripTone Temple.
This isn’t just about trippy art or cool beats. It’s about crafting tools – audio, visuals, frequencies – that help others remember too.
Whether you use psychedelics or not, you can still tune in. You can still align to truth.
Because sound heals.
Light reveals.
And reality…. Well reality is just waiting for you to listen.