Main parts --- nylon and steel string acoustic with some electric guitar overdubs later. A kind of study, with some almost experimental electric guitar ornaments. Recovered the acoustic guitar files, fixed them up, and glued it together! A bit of unevenness in the quality means best on earphones I think.

Step into the Light

I’m honoured to take part in a fifth collaboration with the amazing Torbjørn and Jimmy. A development of a Torbjørn demo, this one is a straightforward, no nonsense rocker, play it loud.

Credits:-

Torbjørn:- Musical composition, Hammond Organ, Organ, String Synth, Bass, Drums, Percussion. https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv

Jimmy:- Lyrics, Vocal composition, Vocals. https://soundcloud.com/j-rivas

Dairv:- Guitars, Production, Mix, Mastering, Cover Art.

Mean Streets (Torbjørn Vagle  - Jimmy Rivas - Dairv Dubbleyew)

Instrumental version here: https://soundcloud.com/arcaans/blessed
Hungarian vox version here: https://soundcloud.com/arcaans/blessed-hun-vox

Lyrics & Vox by Lac 💖🕊️🎶👇

Blessed (It's not the end)

I know it comes.
I know it’s true.  (It's not the end.)
The grid will be gone 
while we were asleep.  (It's not the end.)
But it’s not enough,
not enough for me. 
It’s not the end,  (It's not the end. It's not the end.)
it’s not the final move. 

Hear the silence, 
before the war.
The soul will clarify the mind. 
We are the soldiers, 
the soldiers of the Light. 
We are the oldest, who know, 
who know all the signs. 

We are wanderers. (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence, (It's not the end.)
with unconditional Love and Light, (It's not the end.)
with light 
by blessing our Source. 
      
I've been wondering about (It's not the end.)
why is there so much darkness. (It's not the end.)

I’m always seeking more of the Truth. (It's not the end.)
The shadows keep you from the Light 
and it’s so hard to hold.

We are wanderers. We are wanderers. (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence,(It's not the end.)
with our unconditional Love and Light (It's not the end.)
with light 
by blessing our Source. 

So We are wanderers. (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence, (It's not the end.)
We are breaking the walls
while seeking the Truth.

Yes, We are wanderers. We are wanderers.  (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence, (It's not the end.)
with unconditional Love and Light (It's not the end.)
with Light 
by blessing our Source.

(Dedicated to 144k StarSeeds...)

Instrumental version: https://soundcloud.com/arcaans/blessed

Blessed

Blessed (It's not the end)

This song is for anyone who has been in a relationship with a narcissistic or toxic person. As anyone who has been in a relationship with a narcissist knows, it is incredibly painful. Years can be wasted staying stuck in the relationship triangle of frustration, self-pity or believing you can fix them. When you finally realize that the only way to move forward is to completely cut them out of your life forever you are on the first steps to freedom. Expressing the anger you feel from all the abuse and time wasted is the first step to healing. Hope this song can help you to feel it’s okay to be angry. 

Share this song with someone who needs to hear this.

Mad As Hell

l am so happy to make Guitar Noises with these Two cool cool Dudes--What a TREAT! please take a listen to the original:):)     Texmex-shaman – Shrooms

Shrooms with TexMex Shaman & One Blind Mouse

Karma Drama

I am ME, and I am You-min. Anything else within these two lines is simply... All Good. 

Making up boxes, no matter how one frames it, is just prop-a-gating the same ole' divisive cracks under a fresh coat of bad faith-paint. So stop marking up tribal bounds, and instead, let's all BOND within the only Spectrum that should really matter: this gorgeous You-n-I-verse that we all share.

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LYRICS

How do you grope about
with eyes popped wide when there's no view 
of what stretches behind the salt suss-pression of 
your sticky-sweater skin?

Do fingers ball up, full exploratory-like
Flail away in fistfuls
Fuzzy flurry of Punch & Ply
Do digits dance delicate 'twixt the dunes
to dowse what fiery diary swells within?

***

Why do we trope around
Big Lies plopped down wide open, peer-review
a spectrum skew molded by-the-bi trap within?

Genitalia vibrant stroke impressions
Hexadex or Binary, veiled hue expression
'Box be box' in spite of facets or dimension --
it still walls us in...

***

What makes a fellah-fellah
...stakes a sistah-sistah
...slakes a mallow-yellow
...wakes a mistah
Whoda howda whyda focus on special 
kindsa tribal lines and gloves?

What fakes a feelah-feelah
...cakes a mistah-sistah
...shakes a twistah-listah
...breaks a blistah
why wouldn't ya want an all-encompassing 
kinda it's-all-good full life to love?

***

Why do the hokey-pocus
...lose the larger focus
...choose the lie that chokes us
...rue the roost with spose-dahs?

You R you N you Are you-min
time to toss the tribes
and share one

LOVE

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Gro(w)ping Thru The F(l)og

I think I’m Broken(Instrumental)

Decoherence

Bandcamp

Pimienta Fantasma

Based on a few lines written in a delerium

Dear Doctor, Thank you for the pills that counteract the pills,
that counteract those pills that make me want to vomit on your floor.
I don't even know  just exactly what all these pills are for.

Angelina, mistress of the pricks, I love your acupuncture and your oriental tricks,
I've been longing for you since my boat went down.
If you pay me in sugar I will be your clown.

Holy Mary, Mother of the Gods, I've broken all my promises, beaten all the odds,
But my hands are cold and my mind is numb.
You promised me the world but all I got was crumbs.

Dearest Rachel, I see that you've been blessed by the songs of love and longing,
by the beauty of your flesh, I hear a distant bell, I hear a funereal song,
That sweet and easy feeling that I used to have is gone.

I'm falling backwards, trying to reach the start of the long and lonely journey to the centre of my heart,
if I seem lost sometimes, give me another dose.
I'm a thousand miles from nowhere but I think I'm getting close.

Mona Lisa, diva in the clouds, there's a tear in every marriage, a fool in every crowd,
You were invisible when I tried to break through.
Now I got that sinking feeling that I'm invisible too.

Dearest Doctor, I've heard that it's been said that for sixty quid an hour you could rearrange my head,
but do you really think that you could ever heal
these wounds that I've been nursing or the thoughts that make them real.

My Dearest Doctor. Steve Killingbeck

Art by Daria Morgendorffer.
https://open.spotify.com/track/2lmgoj78OtWE5wgJXlird8?si=a80f2e6274ce4990

Terra Sapiens - Outer Signal

Each song here, comes from an individual experience.
Creative collab with the Soul. 💖
I'm trying to break through the main reality with unique-spiritual-mystic moods. Sometimes it succeeds. No limits, no borders!
 
🕉 Love & Light to Everyone... Namaste. 🕉

Blessed (It's not the end)

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