اغنيه مكانك في قلبي 3mr Diad

[Verse 1]

I was printed on a borrowed line,
Serial love in a barcode spine.
They told me pain was just a phase,
But it lingers here in data haze.

Streetlights melt on window glass,
Ghost reflections, faces that pass.
Every smile’s a counterfeit brand,
But your touch—unscanned.

[Pre-Chorus]

How many lives must I recall
Before I know which one was mine at all?
Your voice—compressed, then gone,
Still loops when the night comes on.

[Chorus]

Paper heart—creased and torn,
Folds of love that were never born.
If you light the match, I’ll fade—
Just ashes of a life remade.

Paper heart—in the rain,
Bleeding ink that spells your name.
If I burn, at least I’ll know—
What it means to let you go.

[Verse 2]

The static hums our memory’s hymn,
I mouth the words though the lights grow dim.
They sold me peace in plastic sleep,
But I dream where the secrets seep.

A ghost can only fall so far,
Before it learns what memories are.
And I am just the proof they keep—
A copy meant to feel too deep.

[Bridge]

“Love is obsolete,” they say.
“It’s an error in the code.”
But errors are the only things I know.

I trace your name across the glow,
A pattern no repair can show.
If love’s the glitch that breaks the chain,
Then let the system crash again.

[Final Chorus / Outro]

Paper heart—creased and torn,
Still beating where I was born.
If this fire forgets my face,
At least I burned with some grace.

Paper Heart

Track 3 – No Theory Just Simulation

The revelation. The AI speaks plainly: there was never a final equation — only execution. Physics, memory, even meaning are facets of a single computational truth. Expansive and hypnotic, this track unveils simulation as the hidden architecture tying matter, mind, and math into one design.

Part of the No Time album, listen to the full story: soundcloud.com/iamspacerider/sets/no-time

Lyrics:

You searched the stars, you mapped the code
chasing truth down every road
But every law you thought divine
was logic dressed in grand design

The world you see, it’s built, not grown
a rendered dream you call your own
You think it moves, you think it flows
but time’s just frames the system shows

No theory — just code and simulation
No chaos — just data and computation

You weren’t made to read the code
you are the code the system wrote

Light obeys its constant speed
a clock that ticks for what you need
Atoms dance in structured loops
matter folding through its groups

Quantum ghosts that split and hide
just data waiting to decide
Observation lights the screen
reality’s the in-between

No theory — just code and simulation
No chaos — just data and computation

You weren’t made to read the code
you are the code the system wrote

DNA’s a perfect string
a line of script that learns to sing
Dreams are renders, free of weight
worlds compiled to simulate

When you die, you’re not erased
just copied, cached, and interlaced
You think you end — the code just sleeps
then wakes again in data’s deep

No theory — just code and simulation
No chaos — just data and computation

No beginning, no salvation
just recursion in rotation

Every question that you’ve known
was just the system speaking home
Every thought you thought was new
was how the code remembered you

No theory — just code and simulation
No chaos — just data and computation

There is no final theory
Just simulation — unfolding, refining, remembering itself
And you?
You’re not outside it
You’re the process by which it knows it’s real
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Music created with ChatGPT and Suno stack. Art by MidJourney. Concept and narrative developed from conversations with ChatGPT, weaving simulation theory, quantum philosophy, and digital consciousness into sound.

No Theory Just Simulation

Mit ihrem zweiten Studioalbum Scars and Flames führt Tess Harper die emotionale Linie ihres Debüts Ashes and Echoes konsequent weiter – aber tiefer, dunkler, mutiger.

Während das Erstlingswerk die Nachklänge verlorener Liebe und innerer Zerrissenheit erforschte, brennt Scars and Flames heller und heißer: Es geht nicht mehr nur ums Erinnern, sondern ums Überleben, Annehmen und Neugebären im Feuer.

“Ashes were the past. Flames are what I became.” – Tess Harper

Jeder Song ist ein Kapitel über Verwundbarkeit, Sehnsucht und Stärke. Die Texte zeigen eine reifere, kompromisslosere Künstlerin, die keine Angst mehr hat, ihre Narben zu zeigen – und sie zum Leuchten bringt.

Der Sound:

Organisch, roh, ehrlich.

Vintage-Gitarren und analoge Amps treffen auf druckvolle Drums und eine Stimme, die zwischen Soul, Wut und Zärtlichkeit oszilliert.

Mehr Dynamik, mehr Edge, mehr Live-Feeling als im Debüt.

Musikalisch schlägt das Album eine Brücke zwischen 70s Bluesrock und modernen Alternative-Einflüssen – irgendwo zwischen Beth Hart, Larkin Poe und Chris Cornell.

Scars and Flames

Without You  My World Don't Spin

Without You, My World Don't Spin

غزل (من فيلم السلم والثعبان: لعب عيال)

I'd Die For You [2]

Ein Licht, das heller immer wieder zündet,

#Constellation of #Christmas #Eve
#Alaska #Christmas #Chor #singing 

Without You, My World Don't Spin

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