Been a little bit since the last track but I’m glad to be back out with this one! Hope y’all enjoy!!!

What A Trip

To love another is to let go....do some humans have the sad sickness? 🎶💔😪

Letting It All Go

L-Fragments of DNA

A song about realising you should be who you are!

From The Night ( Gary A. Mcmahon backing vocals)

In A Spin

Before you can truly love others, you must first love yourself.

Self Love

Written in 1943 as part of the soundtrack for MGM's musical "Meet You in St. Louis", this song has since become a timeless Christmas classic, as well as one of the most performed Christmas songs - so, how could I resist ;).

Special thanks again and over again to Helen Roberts for providing the music.

And - of cause - Happy Holidays to everyone!

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas (Hugh Martin / Ralph Blane)

Solacious

GG Promises Volumes 1 - 15  
Producer, Benjamin Hill, coproducer IBen Morton, written by Benjamin Hill and Benjamin Morton

Rainbows Grow

Through the cracks of silence, reflections open like petals of an eternal bloom. Shadows slip across forgotten mirrors as light bends through prisms of violet mist. Relics of time lie beneath the veil, but among the ruins, something lingers: a fragile breath that lingers, carrying the essence of eons into the present.

Hollow Mirrors

Music following the story of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear disaster and recovery of nature in the area.

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Fukushima

Meditation

errorist (plural errorists) One who encourages and propagates error. One who holds onto an erroneous belief.



The scant reflection of humanity as filtered through designed AI consciousness. The Errorist is the human error that creates through a series of failures. They are faceless and without identity, they reject ego and ambition. They will stay underground and will only be stumbled upon by accident or through maneuvers done mischievously and incognito, always. The faceless ones generating and replicating algorithms of loneliness and despair.