The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, the sky above is a deep shade of indigo and it's raining upwards, with water droplets rising from the surface of a tranquil, mirror-like lake. Umm, the air's filled with a faint scent of lotus flowers and there's an eerie stillness to everything, no ripples disturbing the lake's surface. A series of crystalline formations in the distance seem to be projecting a geometric pattern that's weaving itself into the fabric of the air itself. The hum of the Kybalion's cosmic harmonics is faintly audible, resonating with the vibrations of the crystalline formations.