Captured with the opening chords. Beautiful in mood and melody. Sweet vocals and guitar solo. Big like!

Super ! Comme d habitude voix charmante, bon texte donc bonne chanson . Et j adore ce petit jeu d echo sur l es guitares .  

Chanson magnifique ! 😍 🙏 🍀 🎶 

J'aime beaucoup la simplicité et la suavité de ta musique.

Harmony of Celestial Giants

Take Me There

This is a star story, a Celtic myth, that used to be acted out at carnivals, fairs and pageants up and down the country on May Day or Beltane. Nowadays, all that remains of it is the personage of the Queen of the May, and the maypole. So here we reconstitute this seasonal drama, which is about the Lord of Winter (Orion) having to give way to the Lord of Summer (Ophiuchus) so that summer can begin, at the setting of the Sisterhood of the Deer (the Seven Sisters of the Pleiades) when the Sun is in Taurus the Bull and the full Moon is in Scorpio.

I'm very grateful to APi_ZZ (@api_zz) for orchestrating so brilliantly all the twists and turns of this song, the second in a series of eight pieces to celebrate the eight Druidic festivals of the Windmill of the Year, more about which here: anniedieuleveut.com/2024/02/01/the-…ll-of-the-year/

By Annie Dieu-Le-Veut and APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner)

Words and vocals: Annie-Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, February 2024 

Music and cover art: APi_ZZ 
Copyright © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) February 2024

Beltane (May Day)

Start To Move

Fate Road  is the path that God has destined for us to walk and overcome all obstacles to reaching the righteousness of faith
Believing that we are AMEN

https://youtu.be/wuVlIvw2wdg

This Tone is the same as another great composer (Ghosty) but i changed it to Hope

Fate Road

Fate Road - Video In Link

The first verse is all that remains to us of the oldest song in the world, written almost 2,000 years ago. Its words were inscribed on the tombstone of a Turkish woman by her husband Seikolos. 

While you live, shine 
have no grief at all  
life exists only for a short while 
and Time demands an end.

Here, I’ve composed my own version ... and I hope Seikolos would have approved! 

Lyrics and vocal Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024
© Copyright, all rights reserved, Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024

Music composed by Paul Foss
Contact email: paul@paulfossmusic.com
© Copyright, all rights reserved, Paul Foss, April 2024

Words: 

1.    While you live, shine! Have no grief at all.  Life exists only for a short while and the Reaper will soon demand his due.

 2.     While you thrive, don’t just survive. All the world’s a stage just waiting for you to realise that it’s time to play your part, under the spotlights of the stars. 

3.    While you breathe, believe in your true self and your sovereign right to liberty, guided by your own heart’s dreams and your inner knowingness.
 
4.     While you exist, insist on following your intuition - your inner tuition. It's in your gut. Those feelings are your tutors who will never lead you wrong. 

5.     While you stay, play! Meet your dragons with a smile. See that life is just a game and what’s more.... the ball is in your court, so what are you waiting for?

6. Use your power to flower. Your heart is a young bud, just waiting to bloom and ripen into your first fruits to take to your harvest home. 

7.    Then when you die, fly high ...through that final portal, giving thanks for all you’ve seen and dreamed into being, on Earth, as a mortal.

 8.    But ...while you live, shine. Life exists only for a flash in the eye, like a shooting star across the sky...and the Reaper will soon enough be along with his scythe.   

© Copyright, all rights reserved, Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024

While You Live, Shine!

In the peaceful embrace of nature, where time moves slowly like the seasons, a melody emerges from the trees. It's a gentle harmony woven between the soft whispers of the flute and the cheerful chirping of birds.

Cover art by https://www.fiverr.com/s/lqkl9a

Serenity

This song was inspired by the 13th century poem about the abduction to Elfland by the Fairy Queen of Thomas the Rhymer. Thomas was a real person, also known as Thomas Lermount, a Scottish laird whose supernatural powers were said to rival those of Merlin. He was called True Thomas because he was said to have received the fairy boon of the Tongue That Can Never Lie. 

Whether or not Thomas actually was abducted by the Queen of Elfland,  I’ll leave up to you and your imagination! 

I’m very grateful to APi_ZZ for providing such a beautifully evocative soundscape for our fairy ride from Dreamland to Elfland! You can find here: https://soundcloud.com/api_zz

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024

Music by APi_ZZ 
© APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner , April 2024)

Words: 

True Thomas was lying on a grassy bank, when a marvel with his eye spied he...
There he saw a lady bright come riding by the hawthorn tree.
Her skirt was of the grass-green silk, her mantle of the velvet fine, 
And at each lock of her horse’s mane hung fifty silver bells and nine. 

True Thomas, he pulled off his cap and bowed down to his knee: 
“All hail, thou Queen of Heaven! For thy peer on Earth I never did see.”
 “O no, O no, Thomas,” she chuckled, “That name does not belong to me; 
"I am but the Queen of fair Elfland that am hither come to visit thee.
“Sing and play, Thomas,” she said, “Sing and play along with me, 
And if you dare to kiss my lips, then certain of your body I will be.” 
“Betide me weal, betide me woe," replied he, "That fate shall never frighten me.”
And then he kissed her rosy lips, all under the hawthorn tree.

“Now you must come with me,” she said, “True Thomas, you must come with me, 
And you must serve me seven years, through weal and woe, as chance may be.”
 Then she mounted on her milk-white steed,  and she took True Thomas up behind.
And every time her bridle rang, the steed flew faster than the wind.

On they rode, on, and farther on, the white horse swifter than lightening,
Until they reached a desert wide, and living land was well behind them.
 “Lie down, lie down now, True Thomas," she said.
And rest your head upon my knee; 
Abide and rest a little space, And I will show you wonders three.” 

“So do you see that narrow road, so thick beset with thorns and briars? 
That is the path of righteousness, though after it but few enquire.” 
“And see ye not that broad, wide way that lies across the lily leven? 
That is the path of wickedness, although some call it the road to heaven.” 
“And see ye not that lovely lane that winds about the fern’d hillside? 
That is the road to fair Elfland, where you and I this night must ride.
“But Thomas, you must hold your tongue, whatever you may hear or see, 
For if you speak in fair Elfland, you’ll never get back to your own country.”

So on they rode.... and on.... and farther on, 
And they waded through rivers above the knee, 
And they saw neither sun nor moon, 
But they heard the roaring of the seas.
 It was dark dark night, and there was no sun light, 
And they waded through red blood to the knee; 
For all the blood that’s shed on Earth runs through the springs of that country.

Soon they came to a garden green, and she pulled an apple from a branch on high,
“Take this for thy wages, True Thomas, it will give you the tongue that can never lie.”
"My tongue is my own,” True Thomas said, 
“A goodly boon that you gifted me! 
I’d neither buy nor sell it, at fair nor tryst where'ere I may be.
“I dare neither speak to prince nor lord, nor ask favor from fair lady. “ 
“Now hold thy peace,” the Lady said, “For as I say, so must it be!”

So now True Thomas has a coat of elven cloth, 
And a pair of shoes of elven green, 
And till seven years are gone and past 
True Thomas on Earth will never be seen.

True Thomas and the Queen of Elfland

Even today, modern politicians are educated by what's been dubbed a "manual of statecraft", penned by the so-called Father of Modern Political Philosophy and Political Science, the 16th century Venetian, Niccolò Machiavelli. 

In Machiavelli's book, The Prince, they are taught that no matter how evil the means that they employ are, to achieve victory, the ends will justify those means. Then as the victors, all they have to do is to rewrite the history, to present themselves as the good guys. 

I'm very grateful to Mark Combstead for providing such great rock music for this poem. You can find him here: https://soundcloud.com/markcombs-928282858

Words:

Last night, I dreamed of Machiavelli,
 Who, it seems, hasn’t learned much since the days of the Medici. 
 His pretext of seizing power for the ‘good of God’,
 Was straight out of the playbook of Cesar Borgia....
 So it seemed from my talk with poor, deluded Niccolo.
 
 Looking into my eyes and holding my hands
 He plied me with cunning plots and plans,
 Dripping in evil criminality, and base intent
 To create chaos for the existing world order
 No means was too foul, not even murder.
 
 The end will justify the means, my dear,
 Don’t worry your pretty head. 
 He said. 
 I wasn’t buying it, though, 
And so I said:	
 
 All around us in the world today that we see,
 Has been caused by those with such a strategy.
 The end doesn’t justify the means, at all.
 It is the means themselves which create the evil
 Of famine, pollution and perpetual war,
 Driven by madness, greed and holy preachings;
 This is the end created by your teachings. 
 We now have nation pitted against nation,
 Because the way, the means, IS the destination.
 

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024 

Music by Combstead
© Mark Combstead, April 2024 

Cover Art by by pizarro2021 at DeviantArt.

Machiavelli (ft. Combstead)

The spirit of my drum "asked me" to heal the pain of betrayal in all those who wished to attune to it, and so I used my breath and intention while drumming between 4 and 7 beats per second, the rhythm most conducive for going into shamanic trance.

Andreas (APi_ZZ) found that the resonance of my drumming was of the frequency 109 Hz, close to the 108 Hz which is the sound tuning used to heal the sacral chakra, the Svadhishthana. So he fine tuned the drumming frequencies to that exact 108 Hz. 

The sacral chakra governs the reproductive region and when it has been knocked out of balance, it can block our fertility in all aspects of our lives, such as our joy and enthusiasm that gives rise to our creativity. And so I added in the Adi Shakti mantra, the prayer to the Great Mother, who is associated with the Svadhishthana. The Adi Shakti mantra tunes us into Her and into Her mantle of protective, generating energy that gently dissolves our fear blocks. 

Andreas then put the whole thing to music, using flute and Tibetan sound bowls attuned to the frequency of 432 Hz. He also added a bowl drone sound (again at 432 Hz), augmented by bells chiming in deeply associated frequencies of  (again) 108 Hz, 162 Hz, and 243 Hz and a second bowl at 364.5 Hz. These frequencies relate to the sacral, solar, heart and throat chakras.

The whole track has been carefully developed to enrich (self) healing ideas and offers a deep listening experience as well. 

The Cover Art, by APi_ZZ, incorporates the Svadhishthana yantra, the visual, symbolic interpretation of the Svadhishthana mantra.

Drumming and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024, all rights reserved

Music by APi_ZZ
Copyright © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) April 2024, all rights reserved
You can find APi_ZZ here: https://soundcloud.com/api_zz

Svadhishthana - shamanic healing for betrayal

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