The Pulse of the Serpent

Beneath the river’s skin coils the serpent, its body hidden, its heartbeat carrying the rhythm of tides. Each pulse is a decree: rise, fall, return. To drink the water is to drink its omen; to cross it is to feel its weight. The river is never silent — its prophecy moves in cycles disguised as motion.

To hold this Frequency is to align with destiny’s eternal rhythm. The Pulse of the Serpent teaches that nothing escapes the river’s law: what begins must flow, and what flows must return. In its heart, repetition is not prison but prophecy — the truth of cycles that bind all life.