Narrativa fictionalive + Musica Tomas Peiretti

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The Wonders & Magic of Cavaliere Spruzzi and the Funky Spruzzinis // Lo-Fi Tomas Peiretti Excerpt ‘Lo-Fi Vol. 2’ Mix //
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story, lyrics written and narrated by fictionalive // music is an excerpt from Tomas Peiretti’s fabulous ‘Lo-Fi Vol. 2’ full album, fused by fictionalive—courtesy of Tomas Peiretti, Argentina // arranged and mixed by fictionalive // fusion of it all - fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports // June 27, 2025
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link to the full album from Tomas Peiretti, clean:
https://soundcloud.com/tgpeiretti/volumen-2-lo-fi-beats-full-album?si=7e44bf7e18964b7cb48b0e2691deb9bb&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
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big Shout-out to Tomas over the ocean, an openend minded artist with the flow - Captain and crew salutes you! *****
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Playlist recommendation

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The Wonders & Magic of Cavaliere Spruzzi and the Funky Spruzzinis // Lo-Fi Tomas Peiretti Mix

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I'm a.., Just for You, Might Confuse, So True...Farewell to You // Peiretti's Lo-Fi Mix
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story, lyrics written and narrated by fictionalive // music is an excerpt from Tomas Peiretti’s fabulous ‘Lo-Fi Vol. 2’ full album, fused by fictionalive—courtesy of Tomas Peiretti, Argentina // arranged and mixed by fictionalive // fusion of it all - fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports // June 27, 2025
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link to the full album from Tomas Peiretti, clean:
https://soundcloud.com/tgpeiretti/volumen-2-lo-fi-beats-full-album?si=7e44bf7e18964b7cb48b0e2691deb9bb&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
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big Shout-out to Tomas over the ocean, an openend minded artist with the flow - Captain and crew salutes you! *****
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“I’m a Gentile, a Jew, 
Just for you, might confuse, 
So true.”
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What Will the World Understand?
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They will feel the paradox of identity: 
That we are all more than labels, more than boundaries. The banner whispers: I am not just one thing, nor are you. In every heart there is a stranger and a friend, a question and an answer, a longing to belong and a longing to be unique.
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They will sense the courage of vulnerability: 
To declare oneself, to risk confusion, to admit complexity—this is the first step toward true connection. The banner invites all to drop their masks, to meet in the honest, trembling space between certainty and wonder.
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They will hear the call for unity without erasure:
The world’s old wounds are not healed by pretending we are the same, but by honoring the beauty in our differences. The banner sings: Let us be many, and let us be one—not by force, but by choice, by love, by the music we make together.
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They will taste the bittersweet truth of history:
Centuries of wandering, of exile and homecoming, of being misunderstood and misunderstood in turn. The banner is a tapestry of memory—of every ancestor who asked, “Who am I? Who are you?” and every child who will ask again.
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They will glimpse the hope that confusion brings:
For when we are confused, we are open—ready to learn, to listen, to grow. The banner is a riddle and an invitation: Come closer, look deeper, let yourself be changed.
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They will know the resonance of love:
Because to say, “Just for you,” is to offer the self as a gift—imperfect, mysterious, and real. The banner is a love letter written in every language, sung in every key.
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The Banner’s Promise

Whenever the world sees this banner, 
they will be reminded that the greatest truth
s are not simple, but symphonic—
 not singular, but woven— 
not easy, but worth the voyage.

Let them capture the words. 
Let them grasp the meaning. 
Let them carry the resonance forward,
 until unity and difference 
sing together in harmony
 across all the seas of tomorrow.

The Enigma’s banner will fly, 
and its song will echo— 
so true.

Rest well, Captain. The night is full of music, and the world is listening.

I'm a.., Just for You, Might Confuse, So True...Farewell to You

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Button Dreams: Dead End Roads // dreamt in Peiretti's Lo-Fi Vol 1 fragments
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/ song dedicated to 
/ Kinelle Man (@kinelle-man) and 
/ The Beautiful Dark (@thebeautifuldark) & 
/ the mighty # + @ fam ❤️‍🔥*🙏🏽*🫵🏽*🎧*⭕️*🧨*❤️*🫵🏽*✊🏽
/ you know who you are
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/ lyrics: fictionalive
/ music: Lo-Fi Vol 1 by Tomas Peiretti (@tgpeiretti), excerpt

/ cover art: fictionalive DIY, it's a menu in a restaurant

"Why the dream of just pressing a button to fulfill your dreams is a dead end road"

Ready to engage? Here comes your Enigma salvo—narrative perfection flow, narrator mode, pure spirit, hard truths, and poetic punch:

You want the shortcut—one press, no sweat, dreams delivered like takeout at your door.
But hear this, fam: that button? It sells hope like a sweet, but inside it’s empty calories—leaves your spirit starved, ambition robbed blind.

See, every promo screams: “Just click, get rich, get fame, get love, get fixed.”
But real ones know—nothing lasting ever came wrapped in bubble and promise, labelled “easy.”
Press the button, want a palace? But every castle built on buttons is sand,
and the tide of reality? It always comes fast, always crashes harder.

This dream fools you into thinking work is the enemy, the path’s too long, spirit too frail—
whispers you can skip hunger, hustle, heartbreak, the falling and failing,
but that’s the meat and marrow of it all.
Growth gets forged in fire, not flicked on a switch.

You press and wait. Wait for what? Something to happen, though you never bled for it,
never raged, never dug under concrete for a seed of light—
but you want the fruit anyway.
But how sweet is fruit when you never weathered the drought,
never broke a nail, never ran wild chasing it?

Easy buttons breed ghosts—regrets of things never tried, dreams unreal because you never became the one who could hold them.
You wanted the song, but skipped the lesson. You wanted the win, but feared the grind.
Now your dreams are screensaver loops, never lived, never bruised, never real.

Legend says: “Why climb when the lift’s right there?”
But ask any true king, any real queen, any pioneer—they’ll laugh.
Because the summit means nothing if you never felt the mountain’s teeth,
never sweated through fog and doubt, never spilled and stitched your pride.
Buttons kill the story inside you, end the epic before the chorus is even sung.

So we say: smash that button, yeah—
But build with your hands, run till lungs burn, cry in the rain,
fail big, rise harder, love loud, dare wild.
Win not just the prize—but the making, the breaking, the wild ride itself.

Here in the jungle, there are no easy levers—just scars, stories, survival.
The journey, not the button, is where dreams get real,
and only the bold survive to dream again.

Enigma, signing out.
Choose the road, not the switch—
or you’ll wake one day with nothing but dust where your dreams should’ve lived.

Button Dreams: Dead End Roads // dreamt in Peiretti's Lo-Fi Vol 1 fragments

W-Was that a gunshot?

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Alto Saxophone solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano Solo. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Electric Organ Rhythm. Drums Full kit Set. Percussion Tambourine, Chimes Mark Tree. Zildjain 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Big Sur

Home Town Bluez

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A Farewell: If Hearts Remain Hardened, the World May Still Fall

// Shimmering Like a Constellation, Just Within Reach
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/ Ein Abschied: Wenn die Herzen verhärtet bleiben, kann die Welt noch fallen
/ 告别：如果人心依旧冷硬，世界仍可能陨落
/ विदाई: यदि दिल कठोर बने रहते हैं, तो दुनिया अभी भी गिर सकती है
/ Una despedida: Si los corazones permanecen endurecidos, el mundo aún puede caer
/ وداعًا: إذا ظلت القلوب قاسية، فقد يسقط العالم
/ Un adieu : Si les cœurs restent endurcis, le monde peut encore tomber
/ বিদায়: যদি হৃদয় শক্ত থাকে, পৃথিবী এখনও পড়ে যেতে পারে
/ Uma despedida: Se os corações permanecerem endurecidos, o mundo ainda pode cair
/ Прощание: Если сердца останутся ожесточёнными, мир всё ещё может пасть
/ الوداع: اگر دل سخت رہیں تو دنیا ابھی بھی گر سکتی ہے
/ Perpisahan: Jika hati tetap membatu, dunia mungkin masih akan runtuh
/ 別れ：心が硬いままであれば、この世界はまだ崩れ落ちるかもしれない
/ Farewell: If heart continue hard, world fit still fall
/ وداعًا: لو القلوب فضلت قاسية، العالم ممكن ينهار
/ एक निरोप: जर हृदये कणखर राहतील तर जग अजून पडू शकते
/ Bir veda: Kalpler sert kalmaya devam ederse, dünya hâlâ düşebilir
/ 别言：心体若还硬，世界阿拉仍然会倒落
/ విడుదల: గుండెలు గట్టి ఉంటే, ప్రపంచం ఇంకా కుప్పకూలవచ్చు
/ الوداع: جی کر دل سخت رہسن، دنیا ہن وی گر سکدی اے
/ Lời từ biệt: Nếu trái tim vẫn chai sạn, thế giới vẫn còn có thể sụp đổ
/ 작별 인사: 마음이 굳어 있다면 세상은 여전히 무너질 수 있다"

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// music by Tomas Peiretti @tgpeiretti

// lyrics written and narration provided by fictionalive

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A Farewell: If Hearts Remain Hardened, the World May Still Fall

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Come Closer, Look Deeper, Let Yourself Be Changed and Be Change
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Sing together in harmony
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// music by Tomas Peiretti do Argentina @tgpeiretti
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// lyrics by fictionalive for Unity

// Artwork illustration by Peter Uertz
// Düsseldorf, Germany - Thank you, Peter

// Be Changed

// Be Change

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// fusion of it all -
// fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports

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Come Closer, Look Deeper, Let Yourself Be Changed and Be Change

With our grandkids

The Base

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BTP, FTP – stands for 'by the people, for the people'
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BTP/FTP – Are We Still In Control? – an excerpt from the upcoming 'Swallow or Die' Opera

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lyrics written and narration provided by fictionalive

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music is a blend of JUNGLEPUNX's 'City by Night', a house beat by Garben and an excerpt from a Cavaliere Spruzzi set, recorded live at Kasheme Zurich, Switzerland

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artwork illustration by Peter Uertz, Düsseldorf / Germany
thank you, Peter

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fusion of it all –
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports

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an excerpt from the upcoming 'Swallow or Die' Opera audio drama to be dropped soon dealing with the question - our mighty Democracy, are we still in control or is it Big Money?

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dropped
Sunday, August 24th, 2025
time - 11:11 pm

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BTP, FTP – Are We Still In Control? – an excerpt from the upcoming 'Swallow or Die' Opera

Mac ,music , lyrics , vocals 
Scotty , lyrics , vocals
Shane , lyrics vocals

Hello and welcome back once again 
I used to be harmful now I’m just Shane 
I know what your thinking, terrible name 
Bang on the level with a Wayne or Dwayne again
I’m waffling , selling it as steak when I’ve snuck a lot of offal in
I’m throttling it up but still i’m filling it with fluff
Like some new cool teddy bear or tragic old school muff
It’s enough to grind your gears 
Always banging on in song about my probalems and my fears
It’s been the same for years
Fames the aim then tears
Till maccy b and Scotty clipped me hard behind the ears
They said “mate it’s like this int it””
“Even if the prize is piss it’d still be nice to win it “
“We know that you’ll jump ship but help us to begin it
Fuck it that’s enough thats gotta be a 
minute

It was just an idea a short while ago
Bouncing sounds of these two blokes I know
We may be scallies ,not fit for glue
Bringing our falsetto highs to you

Well, it's the one man verity show,
some of you know me better as Scotty.
And, I make sloppy
hasty home recordings every time that life has got me
feelin' fuckered up, and I assure you that's a lot. See,
by nature, I am naughty, and sometimes there's no dodging
a frenzied floozie that wants to field my caber tossing.
But, no, that is not me. Not anymore.
I'd rather be alone on the beach or front porch
or behind closed doors. Shut them out and ignore.
Plug in and play, fuck around and explore
to the sounds that my mates send me weekly, or more.
I live for this shit, even if the pay is poor.
So, mates, gimme more. For this group, I'm a such a whore.
And soon, with more tunes, we'll be in the i-store
collecting cyber dust as I trust we'll be deplored
by the superficial cunts who love the shit that makes me snore.
Zzzzzz

I love peace but I’m an architect of noise
In this musical sandwich with these two boys
Lincolnshire loafers, Canadian filling
Bodies broke but our minds are still willing
Could be here one minute the next we’re gone
So far so good , three heads better than one
So cheers for listening
You know that I’m ending this shit because it’s checkout time
Goodbye

Hot Scotty sandwich

Shadow Shift

October Rain

Nail in Stone ft Doctor Diction

Desde Argentina combinando géneros musicales y creando.
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Manifesto

We Declare:

    That the suffering in Gaza is not a distant conflict but a wound in the conscience of humanity.

    That silence and political games by so-called Western defenders of democracy are betrayal incarnate.

    That art, music, and truth must tear through walls of apathy, breaking chains with sound and spirit.

    That to remain silent is to support the erasure of life itself.

    That we rise—voices united, hearts aflame—to amplify those crushed under siege, to shatter the walls of oppression.

    That every beat, every echo, every lyric becomes a rebellion against forgetting.

    That through collective awakening, we reclaim not just Gaza’s future but the soul of humanity.

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/ : fictionalive, August 16, 2025 - 4:21 pm

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Disclaimer: Ladies and gentlemen, and anyone who needs a special mention, I'm throwing caution to the wind and speaking out about this chaos. I'm going live, ready or not. So, sit back, relax, and try to enjoy - it's all for your own good.
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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY." 
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/ : fictionalive, July 30 - 11:11 am
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For This Is The Voyage, The Legend, The Song – Where We Belong
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/ Keep shining
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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY."

1. Philosophical and Metaphysical Context

This phrase operates on a profound metaphysical premise rooted in ancient and modern spiritual thought: the idea that everything within existence ("under the sun") is inherently part of creation, yet simultaneously defies a simple binary of "creation" and "non-creation." The double negation — “is not not part” and “is not not creation” — serves as a dialectical device emphasizing paradox rather than straightforward affirmation or denial.

Nothing exists outside creation’s domain. All that "is" is both a part and a reflection of the creative whole — but perhaps creation is not a static “thing.”

It touches on panentheism or even non-dualism, suggesting creation transcends our binary modes of thought.

In this sense, the phrase challenges rigid ontologies. It rejects compartmentalization — what we consider ‘created’ vs. ‘uncreated’ is a false dichotomy.

2. Existential and Constructivist Overtones

The clause “It’s only what you make it” signifies a turn from metaphysical absolutes to personal agency and interpretation.

Creation is not a fixed category but a creative, subjective, and participatory process.

Reality is texturized by human meaning-making — your perception, actions, and judgments shape what ‘is.’

This brings in vibes of existentialism and constructivism, affirming our power and responsibility in shaping the world and imbuing it with meaning.

3. The Ethics of Judgment and Division

“No judges, no divides” strikes a moral and social chord:

It calls for radical acceptance — no external or internal authority imposes judgment.

It opposes division, sectarianism, or exclusion based on arbitrary or prejudiced distinctions.
This has echoes of universalist humanism and inclusive ethics, a plea for unity beyond fractured identities, labels, or separations.

4. Final Summation: Unity as a Creational Ethos

The closing refrain “UNITY” serves as the conceptual apex:
Unity is not merely a formal condition but an existential and creational ethos, holding the paradoxical unity of all existence despite apparent differences or judgments.
It is a call to embrace multiplicity without fragmentation — wholeness that contains diversity.

Style and Rhetoric

Paradox and Double Negatives: The use of double negatives (“not not”) is daring and poetic, evoking the style of Zen koans or 
Hegelian dialectics — prompting reflection rather than offering a direct statement. It challenges the reader to dwell in ambiguity and complexity.

Capitalization and Punctuation: The em dash creates dramatic pauses, underscoring the key thematic shifts; the capitalized “UNITY” acts as a powerful, summative slogan or mantra.

Economy of Words: Despite its complexity, the phrase remains succinct, poetic, and emphatic—a hallmark of impactful philosophical proclamations.

Cultural & Literary Resonances

Biblical Allusions: “Under the sun” recalls the Book of Ecclesiastes, with its contemplations on the nature of existence. This embeds the phrase within a long tradition of existential inquiry.

Contemporary Spirituality: The phrase resonates with New Age and postmodern spiritual ideas emphasizing non-duality, co-creation, and global unity.

Political and Social Dimensions: In a world segmented by ideologies and conflicts, “no judges, no divides” can serve as a subtle political manifesto for peace and acceptance.

Come Closer, Look Deeper, Let Yourself Be Changed and Be Change

fictionalive ⭕️ UNITY

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