Wonderful music and cover art by BoxTox https://soundcloud.com/user-247600493, story, narration and sound effects by myself.

This is a second instalment in the story of Veronique and Jeremiah from 'Jeremiah and the Moon'. This chapter precedes the last episode.
I intend to work on further episodes in the story, each preceding the last and going backwards in time. BoxTox has very kindly agreed to allow me to tell the story over his beautiful music. 
It may take some months to develop and I will post them here as I produce them. The continuing story https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor/sets/jeremiah-and-the-moon

Silver Lake

The silver lake sent light 
to splash upon their skin
who knows where we end up
when we first begin

Veronique and Dominique held warm hands in the dark
the liquid coolness moved around their bodies 
Two fragile creatures, building their own "ark"
Two creatures blessed by unawareness

The circling arms of lovers, enveloping charms
Draw expanding lines upon the silver
Silence, oh so deep and still with languid lapping sounds
Evanescent ripples in the mirror


Dominique rose up and slipped into the depths
All evidence of movement slowly faded
Veronique swam quietly awaiting her return......

Such simple ways in which our lives are shaded....

Silver Lake (music BoxTox, narrative Garddwr Porffor)

This was all played on guitar - the bell-like notes were a product of the tape delay degradation of the TC Electronic Triple Delay and a lot of patience.

loop 11110

Lyric Video - https://youtu.be/SZ6W08KODTk

Klejā

Reinis Jaunais & Katrīna Dimanta - Es Pazaudēju Sevi (vārdi - Anna Sintija Ivanova)

Friendly Clouds Michael Grunditz piano & Henrik Meierkord cello

Little Flower..

There is so much going on in our world today and we have no idea how it is going to fall. It was hard enough just thinking about America and how close we are to losing our way of life because we weren't paying enough attention to what our so-called leaders were doing to us. But now it encompasses so much more of the world and so many more people are hurting - losing more than just their way of life. They are losing family and friends, their homes, their culture and are fleeing for their lives. I can do nothing to help them. But they have shown us what it means to fight for your country. Maybe ignorant Americans can learn something from them instead of wrapping themselves in silly flag costumes and chanting "Lock her up." How can there be a sense of pride in our country when half of us wants to stop teachers from from educating students about the reality of our history because white students might be uncomfortable learning about how racist we have been. We have plenty of reasons to feel sorrow but we don't have time to sit and cry about it.

No Time For Sorrow

Acquiesce

"Molitvi" (Prayer), for equal voices choir by Claudia Sofía Alvarez
- Text: Maritza Núñez.
- Featured by Filarmonica Banatul Timișoara female choir. Work commisioned by Remus Georgescu International Festival, premiered in Timisoara (Romania) on October 23rd., 2022.

Conductor: Iosef Todea
Solo: Iovescu Rut Paraschiva, soprano
Sopranos: 
Todea Alina, Ciolac Vanana, Lazăr Elisabeth, Sînmărtinean Emese, Cojocaru Mihaela-Crenguța, Onița Maria, Fărcaș Dana-Oana,

Mihalache Florina Ramona, Lelea Daniela, Tiponuț Violeta, Pătru Maria-Adriana, Iovescu Rut Paraschiva, Manoliu Cristiana, Zaharia Roxana, Mihăescu Bianca, Neacșu Sorina.

Altos:
Kui Ana-Maria, Budai Mariana, Ivan Cosmina, Șerban Cosmina, Colompar Ana-Maria, Deak Noemi-Csilla, Docea Camelia, Borda-Erevia Doina, Tăculescu Marilena, Sîrbu Adriana, Mocuța Simona
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Molitvi (Plegarias) - Original text in Ukranian and Spanish:

Вийди, вийди, сонечко, (Sal, sal, solecito,)
ha дідове полечко.         (En el campo del abuelo.)
На бабине зіллячко,       (Sobre la poción de la abuela).
ha ваше подвір'ячко      (En nuestro patio.)

El veinticuatro de febrero empezó la guerra.

Voces:
1. Un proyectil destruyó mi casa.
2. Viajamos en tren con mi hermana y mi madre.
    Caían bombas. Los tanques ardían.
3. Perdí a toda mi familia en una explosión.
4. Mi padre y mi hermano se quedaron para defender Ucrania.
5. Bombardearon mi escuela. La maestra y mis amigos murieron.
6. Quiero volver a casa. Allí están mi abuelo y mi gato.
7. Caminé con mi oso de peluche varios días, hasta cruzar la frontera.
8. Jugamos a comer tortitas de alforfón. No hay comida ni agua.

Ucrania, Ucrania.
Aunque destruyan todos los caminos,
regresaré a ti, Ucrania.
Anoche nació una niña en el refugio atómico.
Santa Madre de Dios,
¡Protege a la niña!
Santa Madre de Dios,
¡Salva a Ucrania!
Україну збережи!              (¡Salva a Ucrania!)
¡Salva nuestras vidas!
¡Salvaguarda la Vida,
Amada Madre!

Вийди, вийди, сонечко,  (Sal, sal, solecito.)
Ha маленькі дiтoчки       (Sobre los niños pequeños.)
Tам вони граються,        (Allí juegan ellos.)
Tебе дожидаються.        (Te están esperando.)

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Molitvi (Prayer) - English translation:

Come, come, Sun,
To the grandfather field,
To the grandma's potion,
To our backyard.

The War began on February 24th.

Voices:
1. A missile destroyed my house.
2. We travelled by train with my sister and my mother.
Bombs were flying. The tanks were burning.
3. I lost my family in a explosion.
4. My father and my brother stayed there to defend Ukraine.
5. My school was bombed.The teacher and my friends died.
6. I want go back home. My grandfather and my cat are there.
7. I walk for days with my teddy bear since I crossed the board.
8. We are playing pretend to eat buckwheat pancakes.
Here is not food no water.

Ukraine, Ukraine.
Even if they destroy all the roads,
I will return to you, Ukraine.
Last night a girl was born in the bomb shelter.
Holy Mother of God,
save the girl!
Holy Mother of God,
Save Ukraine!
Save Ukraine!
Save our lives!
Protect the Life,
Dear Mother!

Come, come, Sun,
To little kids.
There they play.
They are waiting for you.

Molitvi (Prayer), for equal voices choir by Claudia Sofía Alvarez

A moment  of your time please [117]

This is a short piano improvisation about the trials of life and how we can choose our reaction to life's events...

Photo by the young photographer Kenna Hall - thanks again Kenna!

Oh Joy

Lyrics:

Hey, here we are again
Ah it’s been so long
Forgotten how you smell like roses

Hello Darkness, old friend
Here you are in my head or are you by my bed?

Hey I hear voices
I feel them in my bones
They’re singing about all my loneliness

Hey I know what this is
It’s myself talking to my self about myself
It’s myself talking to my self about myself
It’s myself talking to my self about myself

Ooooooh
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Written, recorded and produced by LUZANGOH

Watch the video: https://youtu.be/g7qI453MmEM

Myself

Video

Henrik Meierkord is a musician who experiments with different genres. His main instrument is the cello, but he also plays other instruments. Through his ambient music he tries to let the listener find his/her own emotion and contemplate.
For Henrik Meierkord, music is therapy and balsam for the soul and he will keep making music in his unique way.

And please! Mail me at :
henkemeierkord@gmail.com
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Friendly Clouds Michael Grunditz piano & Henrik Meierkord cello

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