brilliant work ⭐👏🏼⭐💫🍹💫🌼💫🌼💫

Sound like Tom Petty, a little bit, (I hope you don't find this offensive) Anyway... Magnificent Song!!!👍👍👍👍

Always a pleasure listening to such brilliance

What I Took From A Book

Wise Blood

I want some wise blood   
 I want to choose not to choose  
The world above us  
No excuse for what we lose 

Gotta make a decision   
For that I don't need this PhD  
Won't be an act of precision
For this freedom I fight then flee  

The walls of the Church                 
They're building them higher   
Into the clouds in search of God  
The walls of this church               
The great multiplier             
Run through the city, claim the streets and yards 

Chorus

I need to make a decision 
Reject the promise of sanctity
Forget that sin abolition
All those around here, they've taken the knee

The fog of the future                                 
The mist of the past                                  
Borders are bleeding in search of  God   
Ancients to slaughter                               
The chain and the lash                            
Tryouts tomorrow for the Junior Death Squad          





Wise Blood

based on the short story Sredni Vashtar by Saki

Do One Thing For Me

Do one thing for me                
I kneel at your shrine              
Red thoughts, white teeth       
They call for peace                  
As the planets align                 
Tool shed my cathedral            
A silence musty and dim          
Knotted and naked                   
Offering sacred                         
Blame the ferret and the hen    

Do one thing for me                            
A singular sacrifice                              
Do one thing on this witchy day          
One small sin for my paradise             
Do one thing, one precious thing         
The brown beast turns and roars         
The darkness takes what duty brought 
Like a writer lost in war                          

Sit down have a celebration              
Tea with buttered toast I'm making       
All the little children hiding in the forest  
The animals are running free                  

Sit down, then stand up at attention          
Salute the General, time too short to mention  
All the little children fighting in the forest    
The animals are running free                      

Do one thing for me         
This vicious moment in time  
Short story the rage               
Canvas the page                   
Make the madness divine     
Tool shed my cathedral            
A silence musty and dim          
Knotted and naked                   
Offering sacred                         
All hail the ferret and the hen    













Do One Thing For Me

idea from the book El Sicario...por favor excuse some of  my beginner Spanish mispronunciations and I am sure grammatical errors....unpolished it is , lo siento

Sicario Blues (La Plata o Plomo)

La plata o plomo                                       
The silver or lead                                       
He's talking in Spanish                              
Got a gun at your head                              
Mas o menos, Señor                               
It's the Sicario blues                                   

He loves his mama
El ama a su madre
Got to bury your body first
Before he takes her to church on Sunday
Mas o menos, can't you see it
His Sicario blues

Lately, he's been wondering                       
Just whose side he's on                             
No quiere una guerra                                 
All these loaded guns                                
Sure, he's got some money                        
El dinero es grosso                                   
pero las manos, sus manos                             
Se han ensuciado                                     

La plata o plomo 
The silver or lead 
He'd rather be in Iceland
In a nice warm feather bed 
Mas o menos por favor
Those Sicario blues

Sooner or later, he'll be coming around 
Juarez, Tijuana, he'll be hunting you down
Su corazón es duro 
And your alibi is soft 
You're the last one on his list of names
Before he's running off

La plata o plomo 
The silver or lead 
El hijo de Dios 
Gonna put you straight to bed 
Si claro, mi amigo 
Tiene el Sicario blues
Es verdad amigos 
No escaping those Sicario blues







Plata o Plomo (Sicario Blues)


intro is a quote from the novel Cat's Cradle(1963) by Kurt Vonnegut Jr

My Compass is Broken

Plans are vague                                                             
Imprecise                                                                         
Indistinct                                                                          
Like men and mice                                                        
But it's better than having a stone cold point of  view   
Feeling lost 
Cast adrift
Gone off course 
Missing ship
No need to understand where I'm heading to

My compass is broken                                                  
The arrow is starting to spin                                         
This path unspoken                                                       
Not sure of the place I'm in                                           
Do I turn East?                                                                
West?                                                                               
Father does not know best                                           
My compass is broken                                                  
I don't know what to do       

                                           
Empty maps
Beckon me
Find the lost
City of Z
Take a long, strange trip inside my little head
Foreign fields
Hallowed ground
Misunderstood
Tightly wound
Instead of finding the treasure, I find myself instead

Oh, my compass is broken 
A newfound split past everyone 
From one pole to the other 
Like Peary, Scott and Amundsen 
Do I turn North?
South?
Living foot in mouth
My compass is broken 
What do I have to do?

Peculiar travel suggestions                                           
Are dancing lessons from God                                    
So move your feet to this rhythm                                 
And do the Mashed Potato                                          
Or the Kurt Vonnegut                                                          

Grow a pair
Get a grip
Find a job
F#$* that shit
Destination unknown
Take a chance, enjoy the view

My compass is broken
It's a world of bobble and spin
I'm awake but unwoken 
It's the best place I've ever been
Switching it on....off....
From the equator to the permafrost
My compass is broken
Don't call the rescue crew                                           
My compass is broken                                                  
I'm far away from you                                         
My compass is broken
Do what I have to do


Lyrics Hand on the Rock/ K Vonnegut Jr
Music Hand on the Rock

My Compass Is Broken



Feb 11 1963....Death of Sylvia Plath... 62 years ago... 
Florida Dawn reference found within the pages of  the Bell Jar her only novel
Sylvia Plath reading a portion of Lady Lazarus opens tune...

Florida Dawn

All that we touch                                       
Turns to dust                                            
The flesh gone frantic                              
The ink upon the page                         
The idea stays                                         
Reading pages of Plath                            
Such a sad aftermath                               
I picked up those letters                             
And sprinkled some bits on your grave       
See love where it lays                                 

That February spinning round                       
Breath is getting thin                                     
Sit and watch the ocean tide                         
Centuries crashing in                                     
In the Florida Dawn                                        
Another episode of cruel                                
The leader and the ones lead on                    
Who's playing tricks on who?                          

Rain begets rust                                           
Turns steel into dust                                     
The flesh gone static                                    
A chemical tease for the brain                    
Why did you read her again?                          
She did a Sylvia Plath                                 
Climbing into the bath                                    
I'll spare you the details,                               
the end result was the same                       
Minus the fame                                            

Now everything is spinning round                 
In this space I'm in                                       
I sit and watch the ocean tide                        
All those centuries crashing in                       
In the Florida Dawn                                       
Replay your episode of cruel                            
The leader and the one lead on                    
Who's playing tricks on who?                          

I walk these words and find myself              
Where you said you'd be 
I walk these words to where you ought to be                            
But there's only me                                       







Florida Dawn

F-Sleepy Coffee

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Fender Stratocaster
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- percussion, VST flute, and production editing
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals and lyrics
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — production, mix, and mastering

This song began more than a year ago, when Josh created a song out of a looper beat with his four string fretless bass. It sat on the shelf until a few weeks ago, when he shared it with JJ, who was in creative mode one Saturday evening. Josh had actually forgotten that he'd added a bass line to it, and thought he was just passing on a looper beat for JJ to play with.
However, JJ heard it, and was so excited that added his magical electric piano part, making it sound like a real song, instead of just drums and a bass. Ken also heard some magic in here, because he came up with his own brilliant beat to replace the looper that was used in for the seed. Mark was next to throw in, adding the striking drum pattern breakdown, and the thrilling flute solo, as well. Tez came in shortly after, adding his thrilling guitar to the mix. After everyone had added their parts, Josh came back and added two guitar parts, the simple low end line, as well as the high strummed triads. At this stage, Mark did some editing, as it is in his skill set, and made it less dense and easier to listen to.
Now that the song was musically complete, out newest member, Carl, dropped the amazing vocals you hear, singing his original lyrics. After Carl was done sprinkling his magic in it, we needed an able producer to bring out the magic of the recordings. Good thing we have a trained producer to do the job in Stephen, who mixed and mastered it superbly, as always.
This is Eclectic Collective's first fore into the afrobeat genre, although a few of us are really big fans already, and Josh has a few other originals in this genre buried on his page, as well. As always, we all enjoyed the process of hearing this one come together. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Juice our Jah
Chalice of chime
Shooting star
Great rhythm
There's blood in the brine

Suture Sun
Grand heaven high
'Some clan gone cruel
Needing collective eye

Eclectic host
Hoist our hale
Mused healing feast
Musical breeze as gale

Afro beat
Oh melody sweet
Beat afro
Show us where to go

Kalakuta Kingdom (Eclectic Collective)

86_Lost Art Inspirations from Başak Günak - released on 15 September 2025

I was at the Lost Art Festival Vol. 3 in Berlin on 13 September 2025. Light and sound installations and performances were shown in a soon-to-be-abandoned industrial facility. Music acts were also there, of course. 
My last gig by Başak Günak, better known as "Ah! Kosmos", was very impressive. I closed my eyes and found myself in a sound cosmos of the finest quality. I was lost in space! #ambient #space #nodrums #liverecording

(produced with BlocsWace & LaunchPad)

Lost Art Inspirations from Başak Günak

Hey girls, ever had a crush in the gym locker room ?
Lyrics:
The gym lights hum low as she steps close,  
her sun-tanned skin glistens of recent sweat.  
I breathe her in, deeply like a tropical rose 
Her curly hair cascades, dark and wet.

Her white tank top clings, like a second skin,  
outlining the mounts and valleys of her six pack.  
Burning of desire, my fingers itch to begin,  
A sweet and sexy game with no turning back.  

(Chorus):
I’d like to lick your body.
I’d like to sink in your sweat. 
Let me worship your beauty.
I’d like to be your pet !

Her breath still ragged, her chest still rising,  
I watch the drops slide down her breast.  
I’d like to catch them, taste their salty tracing. 
Would I shiver when she’ll be undressed ?

She peels off her socks, smiling at my gaze,  
Sore muscles flexing beneath the sheen.  
The white room hums with her sexy blaze,  
Like a furnace of desire I’d gladly burn in.  

(Chorus):
I’d like to lick your body.
I’d like to sink in your sweat. 
Let me worship your beauty.
I’d like to be your pet !


(Bridge)
The locker room is quiet, waiting,  
steam curls around her like a veil.  
I ache to be the towel embracing,  
to worship where the heat is frail.  

She turns, naked, her eyes a slow ignition.  
She smirks at the way I stare too long.  
No words—just sweat and my submission,  
Her muscular body, the place I belong.

Sweat and Desires

I don’t sing well! I’ve been told I can’t hit a pitch! .. If you agree.. okay .. if you enjoy.. okay! Not reinventing the @ wheel! .. Just trying to sing! Not anywhere true singers.. just for fun!🙌🙏🕺🏼

Is It My Move,Yet?  Mostly Vocals

ANARS ! Cauchemar

Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7MCndOjrq2A

The Earth Love

Pixie´s Forest

Pixie´s Forest & Video Link

Deer Hunter‘s Moon (Live Remix 2025)

Tuning 444Hz A Standard
Tempo 60BPM
Timing 4/4
Key C#

Instrumentation
-Finger picked Acoustic Guitar (-1 semitone)
-5 String Bass
-Piano played on keys
-2 meditative pads played on keys
-eBow Electric Guitar
-Vox runs x 5
-Modern house beat with a Chinese drum kit
-Lead electric guitar
-Bells played on keys
-added double timed outro phrase to fade

To do
-EQ some of the very high end out of Lead guitar

An Apocalypse for Fear

Change is here
Crystal clear
In range new gear
Skilled solar seer
Watch winds of old fan final flames
Old thought burns out it's charred remains
This range of fear is weak and waning
Who hears awareness wide
Awaking

Change is here
An apocalypse for fear
Good conscious dear
Engage that gear
Cogs of calm
Clutch of clever
Smoothest shift
Sagacious lever
Endeavour for deep
Most mind turned to nought
Forever, a feast
Brain brilliant taught

Change is here
An apocalypse for fear
Change is here
Crystal clear
Good conscious dear
Engage that gear
Skilled solar seer
Be near

An apocalypse for fear
Change is here
An apocalypse for fear
Change is here
Be near
It's near
Be near

The song image was taken just under a year ago over the back wall of my garden. A beautiful winter morning. So the shrubs are leafless and the mist is quite prominent in a foreground darkened by the rising sun. It's an unedited photo and for this piece I guess shows how looks can be deceiving... And the camera can lie when tying imagery to an idea 💡 Movie makers make careers of it convincing us of their imagined realities... The pic is totally Terminator 2 though minus the playground and fence... haha 😆 😎

If we find an end to something for the human condition, let's make it fear. If we let go of our fear then a lot more becomes clear and beautiful about this world. As we continue in an age of constant over stimulation and a generation that has grown up to learn only that, I believe more then ever we have to try and teach younger people that it's nature that will stimulate our own internal balance and for them to realise that maybe they need to learn to not just go with the crowd of humans taking those doses of fruitless over stimulation. To avoid an actual climactic apocalypse we all need to actually synchronise with Earth and learn it. I don't believe they will find that glued to an ever more biased internet that young minds must find it difficult to navigate without switching off to what is important... Earth and themselves

I feel we find that by becoming more aware of truth that is relevant to our time and our experience. The Internet and media can be difficult to navigate as it is full of so much misinformation and power circles within society wanting to keep people in fear mode. It's easier to profit from that and retain the power of imposition. We need to start asking the right questions about our reality and stop listening to people planting imperfect truths in our heads.
We all have a slightly different version of the truth, but we only find it by asking ourselves that version honestly 🧬 That's how knowledge evolves, by combining those new truths, not by parroting what other people convinced you was true

A lot of scholars are starting to talk about how we are echoing periods that ended in destruction, but all those previous periods didn't have widespread good information like we have for people to train their mindset to the evolving reality. Yes we have the disease of misinformation to tilt away from, but the good stuff is there and more and more of us have access to it if we just look. That's the big difference this time for me... We have the power now of amazing good information to form a conscientious collective and become conscientious individuals. We don't have to be told what's up anymore and we don't have to be afraid of our changing world. As Eddie Veddar said...  "It's evolution baby" 🍼
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDaOgu2CQtI&list=RDaDaOgu2CQtI&start_radio=1
Rock and Roll!

An Apocolypse for Fear

Tanger Two

There’s a treasure down deep in this wonderland
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
The word and rhyme, a message, in a song it stands
my rock n roll Rosetta Stone 



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