my bubble has a first name. it's h e c k tor

After building this bubble, I set it up with the violet ray and inferred light for eleven days.  During that time I had the best nights sleep and more energy than any week I can remember.  And it hasn't slowed down one bit.  I mean, I pass out before my head hits the pillow and wake up six hours later fully alert, hitting the ground running.  That hasn't changed even after turning off the ray and light.

I'm kinda new to this bubble stuff and I get most of my information about it from others who are really into this.  But I can't for the life of me wrap my head around how it works.  It's like resin orgonite but there's some interesting differences.  For one, cement won't shrink and compress the crystals you put in the mix and that holds true for the sand as well.  No shrink, no pressure, no piezoelectric effect.
A mobius coil works great in resin but in cement it leaves me flat.  Ok, so I wasted a perfectly good mobius ring but I'm glad I did so I can see for myself it's almost negative operation and I can stand up and say in a loud, clear voice, "Mobius coils and cement don't mix!"

But I found another way to influence a bubble with frequency and that's using a peripheral field generator.

As soon as I hooked up the mofo to 33Hz I ran my hand over the top of the bubble and got a zap.  Not just a pins and needles tingle.  I got a distinct zap sensation like I grabbed a loose wire under the hood of my car.  It actually startled me.
The metal stand it sits on acts like an antenna and broadcasts the mofo energy much better than without.  The construction of the fully charged cement and plaster bubble is basically cascading densities with a central vortex and two dispersing pipes.  Stacking orgonite always produces way more energy than a single device and these two devices together is a perfect marriage of form, function, and euphoria in a fifty lb package.

BTW, last night the bubble revealed it's name to me in a dream.  I had my doubts if such a thing would happen but nearly everyone who made these things say the same thing, that the bubble genie will let you know what it's name is.  Even in a dream state you could've knocked me over with a feather when it said it's name was Hector.  I said, like Hector of Troy?  The bubble corrected me by saying both syllables and spelled it out.  Heck-Tor.  And no relation to Hector of Troy.

Considering what happened to Hector of Troy, I woke up reasonably euphoric.