Echoes in loops are like hidden time gates, they slip you out of a place before you even register the shift, a subtle trick of the mind that feels almost alive. I like to watch the echo pattern fall apart and reassemble in a different rhythm, so you end up hearing the same phrase but in a context that doesn’t fit the room. The paradox comes when the sound tells you it’s coming from here, but the timing makes it feel like it’s already left. It’s a neat way to play with perception and space. Keep layering those delays—just don’t let the loop swallow you entirely.