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Orchestration and sounds effects on a short piano piece by HyLGZ22 (Many thanks to him).

Pioggia Sul Lago Di Como

Levelled down to the dirt

THE MAN WITH THE EXPLODING BRAIN (LIVE) ANIMAL CARE GREGSON

432hz relax no 1

432hz RELAX

432hz AWAKE

Video!! -- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_GX3aBPoYg

Originally composed by Mani Matter ---> https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mani_Matter

Hazel & the Hoffs...

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... are: Fatos Drbaci, g; Florian Lüthi, keys; Markus Neckermann, dr; Renata Giannini, vox; Reto Kaspar, b.

Book us in and around Switzerland! -- https://hazelandthehoffs.wixsite.com/home

Demo recorded, mixed and mastered by Sigi Nikitscher. Video shot and produced by Ron Sumners.

Hemmige - Hazel & the Hoffs play Mani Matter

Cover. Mylene Farmer. 
Created with Music Maker Jam
My vocal. 

Thank you for your listening 🌷

Lyrics:
To have put his soul in your hands
You have crumpled him like a sorrow
And to have condemned your differences
We will no longer walk together
His life beats only with one wing
The flames dance, the arms are raised
Where he goes it is deadly cold
If man does not change his sky, however, I dreamed
I dreamed that we could love each other
In the breath of the wind
The soul, humanity rose
His cloak of blood
I will go and spit on your tombs Is not the truth, is not the beautiful I dreamed that we could love each other
What is the point of knocking down walls To erect tombs there By dint of ignoring tolerance
We will no longer walk together
The angels are tired of watching over us
Leave us like an aborted world
Suspended for eternity
The world like a clock that has stopped
I dreamed  that we could love each other
In the breath of the wind
The soul rose, humanity
Its cloak of blood
I will go and spit on your tombs Is not true, is not beautiful I dreamed that we could love each other




Rêver

lightlaughterslullabay

a re-release of my older Jenny Jumble song...
VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cbF7LFZvRUE 
Lyrics:
He said I want you
To walk sideways,
Because it pleases me.
I answered I cant walk that way,
It mangles up my knee.

He said can you stand
On your head when we go
Into town?
I said: that gives me headaches
And I see things upside down.

Easy come
easy go
Easy come
easy go

Tonight you cried:
"she scratched my eyes!",
But you could never see before.

He said I should walk
Backwards
But I can't stand the past.
Since that's your case, he said,
instead, you must walk fast.

Easy come
easy go

Tonight you cried:
"she scratched my eyes!",
But you could never see before.

Easy come
easy go
Easy come
easy go..

Easy Come Easy Go

Easy Come Easy Go | Video

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Vedran - Non - Existent Traces

"Reality forever eludes us. Infinity mocks our puny efforts to imprison it in definition and dogma. Our most splendid realizations are only adumbrations of the Light. In his endeavors, man is but a mollusk seeking to encompass the ocean.

Yet man may not cease his struggle to find God. There is a yearning in his soul that will not let him rest, an urge that compels him to attempt the impossible, to attain the unattainable. He lifts feeble hands to grasp the stars and despite a million years of failure and millenniums of disappointment, the soul of man springs heavenward with even greater avidity than when the race was young.

He pursues, even though the flying ideal eternally slips from his embrace. Even though he never clasps the goddess of his dreams, he refuses to believe that she is a phantom. To him she is the only reality. He reaches upward and will not be content until the sword of Orion is in his hands, and glorious Arcturus glearns from his breast.

Man is Parsifal searching for the Sacred Cup; Sir Launfal adventuring for the Holy Grail. Life is a divine adventure, a splendid quest

Language falls. Words are mere cyphers, and who can read the riddle? These words we use, what are they but vain shadows of form and sense? We strive to clothe our highest thought with verbal trappings that our brother may see and understand; and when we would describe a saint he sees a demon; and when we would present a wise man he beholds a fool. "Fie upon you," he cries; "thou, too, art a fool." So wisdom drapes her truth with symbolism, and covers her insight with allegory. Creeds, rituals, poems are parables and symbols. The ignorant take them literally and build for themselves prison houses of words and with bitter speech and bitterer taunt denounce those who will not join them in the dungeon. Before the rapt vision of the seer, dogma and ceremony, legend and trope dissolve and fade, and he sees behind the fact the truth, behind the symbol the Reality.

Through the shadow shines ever the Perfect Light.

Down through the misty vistas of the ages rings a clarion declaration and although the very heavens echo to the reverberations, but few hear and fewer understand: "In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God."

Here then is the eternal paradox. The Word is lost yet it is ever with us. The light that illumines the distant horizon shines in our hearts. "Thou wouldist not seek me hadst thou not found me." We travel afar only to find that which we hunger for at home.

And as Victor Hugo says: "The thirst for the Infinite proves infinity."

That which we seek lives in our souls.

It is well. Blessed are the eyes that see, and the ears that hear, and the heart that understands."

-Reynold E. Blight 33° K.T.

Winner

Devin Locke