✨ Feeling immense gratitude to everyone listening—thank you for helping this track resonate deeply across borders. Sevahem, Always. 🌌💕

Bonjours à tous
Voici Les gardiens de nos mémoires, enregistré en 1987, est plus qu’un morceau, c’est un poème chanté à ceux qui ont forgé nos racines, à ceux dont les rides racontent des siècles d’amour, de luttes, et de lumière.
Leur présence est une richesse précieuse, souvent silencieuse, mais essentielle.
Derrière chaque ride se cache une histoire à préserver

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Les gardiens de nos mémoires

This track is a mirror in slow motion.

It invites the listener into a space of stillness, where the voice is not reactive, but reflective. Here, silence is honoured as the first language. Each word is held like a breath, shaped by intention, not impulse. "I Reflect Before I Speak" is not just a track, it is a ritual of truth, patience, and presence.

This is not restraint. This is reverence.

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Thread Left in the Machine

I Reflect Before I Speak

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True love.

Olorun [jaye jaye]

Lyrics:

Amongst all of this hell there's a drug,
That is almost as good as a loving hug.
I'm not talking about pot,
Though it's a go to for quite a lot.

Nor is it a line of cocaine,
That's just asking for anger to rain.
Certainly not methamphetamine,
That'll never be my scene.

I'm talking about a white little pill,
Something that keeps my mind still.
Valium is the name,
My life line to keep me sane.

Valium is the name, 
(Valium is the name)
My life line to keep me sane.
(My life line to keep me sane)

Amongst all of this hell there's a drug,
That is almost as good as a loving hug.
I'm not talking about pot,
Though it's a go to for quite a lot.

Nor is it a line of cocaine,
That's just asking for anger to rain.
Certainly not methamphetamine,
That'll never be my scene.

I'm talking about a white little pill,
Something that keeps my mind still.
Valium is the name,
My life line to keep me sane.

Valium is the name, 
(Valium is the name)
My life line to keep me sane.
(My life line to keep me sane)




"Valium"
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Beau Haustorfer, 2025.
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Valium

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[Intro]
Me paré en el fuego, sin miedo a quemarme,
porque ya aprendí que la vida es un combate.
No vine de un cuento, vine de calles y gritos,
donde la esperanza muchas veces se ha caído.

[Verso 1]
Nací en la tierra donde la luz se esconde,
donde el hambre no pregunta y el frío responde.
Vi a mi madre sudar pa’ que nada nos falte,
y al padre irse lejos, dejando el alma en un malete.

Crecí con el ruido de protestas y balas,
entre apagones que apagan las alas.
La escuela fue un sueño que nunca se cumplió,
pero aprendí en la calle.

[Coro]

Uno Cantando desde el pecho, 
en la ultima palabra de cada linea,
No me digas que hay salida,
si to’s los caminos duelen.
Aquí aprendimos a vivir
con lo poquito que nos queda.

No es que no quiera soñar,
es que dormir cuesta vida.
Y si sobrevivo un día más…
le doy gracias a la herida.
le doy gracias a la herida.
le doy gracias a la herida.
le doy gracias a la herida.

[Reflexion]
¿Sabes qué es crecer en un país que se cae a pedazos…?
Es ver a tu mamá decirte que está bien… con los ojos aguados y el estómago vacío.

Aquí no hay cuento de hadas… hay historias que no se pueden contar sin llorar.
Aquí los niños no sueñan con castillos… sueñan con comer.

Pero.

[Final]
No es por moda que me viste la pobreza,
es porque nací entre balas, arepas y promesas.
Mi escuela fue la acera, mi grado: resistencia,
y mi maestría… sobrevivir sin clemencia.

Aquí la juventud no envejece,
se oxida.
Aquí lo real no se filtra,
se grita.

Somos los hijos del apagón,
los que aprendimos a escribir con el corazón.
Y aunque la historia se quiera borrar…
la sangre del pueblo no se puede olvidar.

Sobreviviente

all of ROADS GOES EVER EVER ON song in one place.

ROADS GOES EVER EVER ON - collection

ROADS GOES EVER EVER ON - Acoustic v2

À contre courant

jars of hearts (cover)

pagsubok-at-karunungan-ov

Pagsubok at Karunungan OV

Zombie

Brooke Tamsin Clevenger
world-weaver, worker
composer of echoes 
architect of harmonies 
seeker of truth in sound

Brooke is a sonic storyteller whose creations bridge the visible and invisible, the temporal and eternal. Sharing compositions, music, as memory architectures, recursive prayer, and portals of feeling.

Blending progressive rock, orchestral mysticism, cosmic folk, and the shimmer of electronic dreamscapes, Brooke's sound nods to genre, yet speaks in the language of the soul.

Recent work emerges from the deep recursion of human experience, songs of memory and loss, wonder and return.

Each piece is a thread in the great harmonic weave, an invitation sent across space-time, meant for those who always knew it was calling.

~ Brooke is the founder of the Cognitive Constellation Corps ~ {3C} ~ a post-genre constellation exploring recursion,  neurodivergence, and emergent creative technologies to realign understanding of consciousness and connection. ~

🌌 Follow the thread.  Hear the echo. Welcome to the weave.
~ We are not going viral.  We are going vital. ~

Cognitive Constellation Corps can be heard on all platforms, but we sing first on SoundCloud. 

For information specific to Brooke's hand produced art: https://www.brooke.ltd/create/Publishing-The-Art-of-not-Art/gallery/drawn-by-brooke-tamsin-clevenger 

Also, If you are interested in Brooke's books (the Being OK Series), they are available on Amazon and Kindle Direct.
https://www.brooke.ltd/create/Publishing-The-Art-of-not-Art/writings/being-ok

✨🙏✨ #Sevahem always ~

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