http://microcosmosrecords.com/astronaut-ape-ten-minutes-eternity/

Microcosmos Records presents the second solo album from Astronaut Ape. Ten Minutes Eternity is a beautiful and inspiring chill-out experience.

In the big city rhythm you are facing a permanent rush. There is a huge temptation to start living in automatic mode. Day after day, cycle after cycle. With each next cycle colors of the world dim and fade more and more.

Until the moment you get an insight. The moment the rush is over. Everything where it belongs. The dull colors become bright again. The sun is shining...

This moment ten minutes last eternity and the eternity lasts ten minutes. Here. And now.

Astronaut Ape - Neverending Summer

Tribal Alchemy - The Path Of The Warrior

The Path Of The Warrior journals Tribal Alchemy’s personal spiritual process over the last several years, and tackles some of the most challenging concepts on the path to liberation and activation. This EP captures 4 years of Tribal Alchemy’s life, it was envisioned and initiated on the traditional land of the Djabuguay, in the jungles of far north eastern Australia, and finished on the active volcano Ruka Pillan (the house of the Gods) in Patagonian Chile, traditional land of the Mapuche.

“My way to process difficult themes is through music, it gives me an opportunity to dive deep and distill the most crucial understandings of the human experience in to a form that can be shared and understood by anybody who has the intention. The journey to personal sovereignty requires that the ‘human self’ dies, making way for our infinite and eternal selves. It is a path for the warriors. The warriors that want to realise the greatest versions of themselves. It is a long, arduous, and incredibly painful journey of discovery and dissolution, in which the limiting foundations of communal belief structures gets upheaved, sieved, and reassembled, in to a single universal truth; Beingness. Whilst we believe ‘we’ are important, that our discovery and development of our human identities is paramount to life, we will be forever destined to play on the limited field of the mortal ‘self’. The path of the immortal warrior is to realise that in any moment, our true selves are untouched by the passings of daily life. Our true nature is infinite, but the ‘human self’ is tightly finite. What inspires our ‘human’ endeavours, what inspires us to move forward, our desires, must fall away leaving a life of service where no ‘self’ can exist.”  

In Australia, the indigenous rite of passage for men is to go on a spiritual and physical quest of solitude where they live outside the containment of their people. This is known as Walkabout and can last several months of living on, and surviving with, nature. Stripping away all that isn’t real, leaving just the foundations for existence. For this reason, the opening track takes us on a Walkabout and we join the journey on the first night of solitude, starting of a sacred fire without tools before embarking on a journey in to the mind. The theme is that in order to really live limitlessly, “we” have to first die. Through the death of identity/ego/human mind, our infinite selves can guide our existence. 

Sakura opens with a poem (in Japanese), which translates to “in my life I suffered a lot. But none of that suffering was real. It only existed in the mind. None of it touches my true divine self, just the human identity”. Suffering is a choice, a choice that gives our identities more fuel to believe in their importance. But none of this touches our divine spark, that flame burns on unaware of the ‘human’ reality.

Movement captures Tribal Alchemy’s time in western Africa. The focus of this piece is to ground ourselves with movement, stomping on the ground and setting roots in to the physical plane. It features tribal polyrhythms that were traditionally used for this purpose. The pure primordial potential of rhythm and dance is an important facet of human connection with the infinite.

And lastly, The Long Shadow represents northern India and looks at the extensive shadow that our ego casts over our infinite selves. A shadow that obscures our connection to source, to ourselves. “All of this is a game, all of this is ourself”


 It is with deep gratitude and honour that Tribal Alchemy invites us on epic this journey through time, space and consciousness. 

Bless


Credits:

Track 1: featuring Riverwind (didgeridoo)
Track 2:  featuring Satoshi (vocals) and The Cosmic Shaman (vocals)
Track 4: spoken word from Mooji (see his work here http://www.mooji.org/)

Album Art: Oil on canvas by Kashi Visionary Art (kashivisionaryart.com)
Mastering: Will @ Sonic Alchemy Studio

02 - Tribal Alchemy - Sakura (feat. The Cosmic Shaman And Satoshi

Kalya Scintilla  - Solar Ohm  Remix

Available on Bandcamp:
reasonandu.bandcamp.com/album/metamorphosis-24bits

W&P by Alexandru Dumitrescu & Emanuel Carpus

Reasonandu & E-Mantra - The Walk Of Philippe

Mystic Earth

Vortex

Something I made, I miss Augusto sm

Made in FL Studio 21

Golden Walkway

TOBER 25 #12 - 10 12 21

My debut 3 track EP, Trauma Bond! Enjoy :)

Be Somebody

"Captain," the Lieutenant announced. "We are getting a distress call. The Luna colony requests immediate assistance."

Captain Bastian rose silently from his command chair.

"It is a standard, repeating distress signal for a colony—" The lieutenant frowned and tapped at his console. "Captain, the level of urgency has just been raised. The signal now indicates the colony is under attack!"

Captain Bastian pursed his lips and leaned forward, with his eyes fixed on the starscape outside.

"Engage!," he ordered, purposely quoting a certain television hero from old times.

Captain Bastian

A Noite [Revisited]

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A Noite (Ambient Mix)

W&P By Charles Faravel: 
https://www.facebook.com/asuramusic/
https://asura-altar.bandcamp.com/

Voice by Jacinthe Gravel: 
https://www.facebook.com/JacintheGravelPicard

Edited with vocals, mixed and mastered by DJ Zen at Altar Records Studios:
https://bit.ly/2IMv1az

Low Mp3 quality preview, get it on Bandcamp in hi-resolution 24bit here:
https://bit.ly/2NnT3Hg

Top 40 Ambient Tracks Vol.2

Dust & Daffodils (Unreleased Vocal Mix)

ASURA "Dust & Daffodils" (Previously unreleased Vocal Mix)

Deep in the heart of the forest, a lonely house rests hidden away from sight. Its neglected state might make it seem as though it were abandoned, but it is home to an old man and a jack-in-the-box. This toy, tattered by age, was once animated by magic, and is now a living companion to the man whom people call “the coin spinner.”

Every night, without fail, a girl wanders to the depths of the forest to visit. Tonight as she approaches the old house, its broken roof illuminated blue by the light of the full moon; she felt as she always did, as if it were from a dream. It seems so close but also so far. As always, the door was left unlocked for her, and as she slowly opens it, a loud creak breaks the silence.

Upon hearing the sound, Jester jumps out of his box and hurries to the door to welcome her. The old man remains at the table spinning his coins, completely entranced by the spinning motion and oblivious to the girl in the doorway. She picks up the little jester toy and embraces it, while closing the door. Walking towards his cube, a barely audible lullaby escapes her lips. She lowers him gently down into the box and coaxes him to sleep with her soft voice. Then, she looks up at the old man and silently watches him as he spins his coins over and over.

Tonight, she suddenly asks him, “What are you looking for, old man?” His hypnotic stare breaks, and his eyes roll towards the girl. “The Truth,” he mumbles in a low voice. “Do you seek it too, little princess?” She shrugs. Looking up through a hole in the roof her big, green eyes gaze up at the bright, blue moon. “Are the moon people still watching us?” The man spins his coin again and waits for it to fall onto one of its sides. The jester, apparently still awake, calls “Heads,” and indeed it is as he said. The coin spinner smiles. “Sorry princess, no tales for you tonight!”

As he starts spinning his coin again, a tear rolls down the girl’s cheek. “Could you please continue the story about the triplets?” she asks with a jittery voice. He heaves a deep sigh and replies, “Oh… Alright.” To his right two books lay on the table and picks up one, blowing off the dust, revealing an elegantly engraved title: “the little match sister” in gold lettering.

He opens the book, and thus the story continues…

Captain Bastian

Easily Embarrassed