I treat it like orthodox religious prayer, keep it to myself and only practice in the home. Only converse about it with other practitioners, because evangelists are the worst. It’s an addiction more than anything, if you’re doing it right. At this point I need to shred and connect every phrase of the Phrygian in triplets up and down and back and forth just to stave off the shakes and feel normal. And by normal, I mean fuckin’ rad.