Naviarhaiku 403 On The Spring Equinox

I am looking . I look for the laws. I look for the forms. I look for the left eyes. I am looking for the essence. I look for the promise. I look for the heat, but I only remember this old song.

TRIBE WANTED, I only remember this old song.

With a little influence from the baroque. Not least Wendy Carlos' exquisite Switched-On Bach. I wish I had an ounce of Carlos's talent, or for that matter an atom of Bach's.

A Thousand Days

Once again, I set some rules and left the synths dreaming while I had a nap.

This (with a tiny bit of editing) is the result.

Machine Dreaming White

Yet again, I set some rules and left the synths dreaming while I had a nap.

This (with a bit more intervention after the fact this time) is the result.

Machine Dreaming Blue

Broken Machine

A lonely piano sits in a room on a damp night, playing to the dark. 

Through the window pane, morning starts to break. Towards the horizon, the pale blueness of a clear sky appears through wide breaks of the clouds. The fading light of the brightest stars brings the hope of a bright dawn, of a new day, of the sun.

Thanks for listening. Hope you enjoy.

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