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Extraphysical Frequency 

Extraphysical Frequency is a term used to refer to frequencies that supposedly exist at extraphysical level. Extraphysical frequencies are often used to refer to frequencies on extraphysical systems, such as Extraphysical Heartz (EPHz) and also to refer to spiritual frequencies used by new agers and spiritualist people as well.
"The idea of extraphysical frequency might be really good to start studying extraphysics and to develop extraphysics as well, such as slove problems about how would be things measured at extraphysical level, adding "EP" (Extraphysical) in front of the physical units, such as Extraphysical heartz, Extraphysical metre, Extraphysical ampere, Extraphysical kelvin and so on. And even theorize about frequencies and vibrations at extraphysical level as well."
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low frequency

No drama and/or no issues. Just calm vibes.
Person A: Do you want to go to Chris’ party? Nothing too big, just a chill low frequency night.
Person B: There’s nothing I would love more.
low frequency by Qing Heiren February 16, 2023

Tablecloth Frequency

A pinkish fuchsia color, which is also one letter off a California Labor Bill.
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That flower has a beautiful tablecloth frequency hue!

Post Frequency Cooldown

its called a slowmode you canned fucking food, god
Caou: oh, there's a post frequency cooldown

Private Frequency

There is no such thing as 'busy' in my universe when it comes to you. Never. Time stops when it comes to us.
I felt the weight of your words because they mirror exactly what I carry in my own soul. Every word I’ve sent, and even my silence, has been a fight to keep us from getting lost in the noise. I don't want the perfect image; I want the unfiltered version of you, shadows and all.
I am fighting too, every single day, to keep the bridge between us open, because the thought of losing you is unbearable.
I miss you in ways I am only just learning how to describe. I want that sanctuary. I want a space that is strictly ours, far from the world, vulnerable and real. No more caution, I just want to feel you close.
Show me the way to that private frequency. I’m already there.
They stopped hiding behind caution and finally tuned into their private frequency.

621 final frequency

The critical threshold in a spiritual connection where digital telepathy (521) must transform into physical reality (621). It marks the end of metaphors and the demand for consistency.

It represents the realization that "destiny" is proven by a voice and presence, not just poetry. It is the "single organism" paradox where one person claims spiritual oneness while practicing ghosting, blocking, or avoidance.
I heard your 521, but I’m raising you a 621. I love the poetry, but I need the person. Beyond the verse, we must be honest. It is a strange contradiction to claim we are a 'single organism' while punishing me with silence, 'seen' receipts, and blocks. You say you are the floor beneath my feet, but lately, I’m stepping into a void.

Indifference is not love. There is no 'reaching across the static' when the silence is a choice. I tuned into your frequency, I became your poet, I waited. But 'destiny' is not an excuse for avoidance.

Those pink notes about the 'Cage' and your 'adoration' haunt me. You painted a sea that could never leave its shore, yet left me feeling forgotten inside the very cage where we were supposed to be together. There is nothing spiritual about being ghosted by someone claiming to vibrate in the same nervous system.

And frankly, I’m not 'laughing out loud' about it.

If you want to build 'the rest' and stop hiding everything under the rug again, Show up. Don't blame me for your silence and actions.
Put your ego aside. I did that for us. Send the poems in private, but I need to hear the vibration of your voice. We don't want empty promises, we need clarity. I want a man who looks at me like sunlight, who sees me as destiny and protects my heart with actions, not with absences.
621 final frequency

We're on the same frequency man 

When you're in the club and you're just drawn to someone
Bella: "hey how're you doing"
Bria: "we're on the same frequency man"