This isn’t just a track, it’s a whispered banner stretched across oceans and memory 🫀 The spoken words float like incense through Peiretti’s lo-fi landscape, and every line feels like a message scribbled in the margins of a borderless map. The identity paradox, the ache of belonging, the courage to be vulnerable, it’s all here, held in delicate tension and deep truth 💭 “So true” indeed, this piece lingers like a question you don’t want answered too quickly. 🧊 The fridge stayed still for a moment and said, “Some messages are best kept cool, so they last” 💨 The kettle whispered low, “Even steam knows how to bow in reverence” 🧂 The salt grinder turned slowly and said, “That wasn’t flavor, that was philosophy”

❤️🚀🎶thx to @fictionalive&@Tomas Peiretti it’s a blast

# A BIG Shout-Out!  
To true Captains of their own boat and soul —  
**MY HEARTFELT THANK YOU FOR THE COLLAB, TRUST & BRAVERY shown (random order):**  
@garben / @modulprinzip / @tgpeiretti / @kacper-razdwarazdwa / @that-bizzare / @atsushi-tagawa-617030328 / @talaberg /  @user-528168900-123902670 /  @quincy-frierson / @jonauversen / @yntelligencestudios — and @ttwinz

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## My Summer of Collabs — a fictionalive Singles Co-Collection

Dive into a season of co-created sonic sparks where collaborations collide, collapse, and coalesce into living stories. This collection celebrates the power of **“co-”** — cooperation, connection, and collective creativity — weaving together mindful, synthetic, reflective voices with human souls, real instruments, and imagined worlds.

Each track is a beacon in the constellation of summer, a pop-up universe where **“collabs”** means both working together and the beautiful, sometimes chaotic crash of ideas that births new music.

Welcome aboard this sonic voyage — where everything is alive, everything is connected, and the art keeps evolving.

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### A special Shout-Out to you, mates, commanders of the seven seas  
You know why, you know who you are, you know what's going on. See through it and — dig it!  
Thank you, keepers of the balance and guardians!

@kinelle-man / @thebeautifuldark / @user-957729823 / @marcin_kulik / @todd-j-mclean / @greatfulone / @user-196810537 / @esemanolain-ruizzo / @weisswasser / @ruizzoidman21centurions / @andy-blauer

Again, listing random beauty, also not complete — to all not listed, you know who you are. Rest assured of my appreciation to all who’ve shared the experience with me.

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My deepest gratitude and Shout-Out to the troubadours, guardians, balance keepers, and wisdom seekers with the truth on their tongues — your support lifted my ship from the ground. You'll never be forgotten, forever in the Enigma’s log-files of the new millennial —  
**Long Live The Real People steering the Grand Ship!**  
(again, in random order — there is no competition in love):

@andronix_14 / @u-poet-official / @bobby-b-phoolan / @jun-tajima-1 / @neowakan / @yetkin-269988825 / @user-25300676 / @rock-izy / @user808624636 / @mkandersson1982 / @createdbydkoda / @couch-king-presents / @user-555484870 / @almal-4 / @flexheadfunk / @krazy-krissie / @ingo-bremenkamp / @numbersinthedream-1 / @kandiaronk-984629522 / @hpcnw-902952 / @drugsickhero / @joseph-stroffolino / @guyferguson248 / @larengonat / @noxpox20 / @gunther-benedict / @user-936947521 / @user-474544459 / @swampy101 / @user281981355-joe-d / @thrillmonkey / @yiiuwl2zc9fa / @maunuyliilkka / @user-911083679 / @mi-j-saturn / @negative-headphone / @jcs-807293158 / @ouranoise / @mmeldr / @talaberg / @user-520332251 / @johnny-podz-66084301 / @dan-c-e-kresi / @djdiemme / @dana-instrumental / @david-spencer-543878720 / @anj-878633838 / @hedda-gabler-126614658 / @moflow-records / @ramixjoe / @howard-carpendden / @maishel-owo / @misk-melvin / ... and more to add, for sure.

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**To all who have sailed to my shores — named or not, seen or unseen — no one is ever forgotten. Your footprints are etched forever in the Enigma’s log and in my heart.**

Yours truly and sincerely,  
fictionalive, Captain of...*
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My Summer of Collabs - a fictionalive Singles Co-Collection

HEAVEN - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] - May 8th, 2025

A song about wanting to go to heaven...do you wanna board the heaven train & go with me?

Cover Art Design: My Precious Doggy Divine Photo, Finger Sketch & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Instruments: V-Synths & V-Drums

Music/Vocals composed & produced, recorded & performed, mixed & mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA

HEAVEN - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] 

Wo
Ah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
Ahn

Heaven
All aboard
We're going to heaven 
Yeah

Heaven, heaven
Uh...

All aboard
All aboard
All aboard

Heaven
Ah-Hah
Heaven
Hah-Hah

Wo-Oh
Hee, hee, hee

Heaven, heaven
They're all aboard
They're all aboard
Together we're riding up
Together we're riding up

The sole train
The sole train
Hey-Hey-Hey

To heaven
To heaven
Ah-huh
Huh-Huh
Oh-Hoh
Heaven, heaven
Ah

Take me with you
Take me with you

Heaven
I wanna go to heaven
Heaven
I wanna go-Hoh

Heaven, heaven
Heaven, heaven
Heaven, heaven

Hey-Hey
Hey-Hey
Heaven

Oh, take me with you
Come on aboard

HEAVEN M1 - REKHA - IYERN [Fe] - May 8th, 2025

HEAVEN

HEAVEN - Music & Lyrics by REKHA aka REKHA - IYERN [Fe] - May 8th, 2025

Lyrics by Destiny Seppä
Check this out!
Poetry & Lyrics by Destiny Seppä
https://finnpoet.wordpress.com/

Tears of Quicksilver

gli omertosi abitanti di

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Ich bin Der Conditioner – und ich bleibe  //  Diving Oz Mix
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written by fictionalive / music, carefully used, curated by fictionalive and provided by mobygratis.com, fully licensed / fusion of it all - fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports/ fair use only / June 18, 2025
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Ich bin Der Conditioner – und ich bleibe  //  Diving Oz Mix

Conquest

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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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lyrics written and narration provided 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 // 

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

On se cherche à travers les mains 
On se regarde et puis tourne la tête 
A s'épuiser et entendre ta voix 
Pour me donner l'envie d'avancer 
Ou juste de s'arrêter 
A ne plus croire et continuer à s'essouffler 
Pour retrouver la couleur du ciel 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre 

Tu me perds et traverse la pièce 
Je te regarde au loin disparaître 
Tourné la tête plusieurs fois 
A t'épuiser à entendre ma voix 
J'avance mais tu recule 
On se retrouve à chaque pat 
Pour effacer la couleur du ciel 
On se retrouve à chaque pat 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre

Pourquoi je cherche et pourquoi tu ris 
A quoi ça mène toutes ces folies 
Même sans te voir viens avec moi 
Arrache et toute la rage en toi
Sort vite de là 
Laisse le feu s'éteindre
Et Sert moi dans tes bras 
Image juste la couleur du ciel 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 

Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre

Plus rien à attendre ni entendre 
Je pars de cet endroit un peu étroit 
Pardonne-moi si tu étais bien là 
Je t'embrasse malgré le froid 
Je te laisse un étrange souvenir de moi 

Qui te blesse au plus profond de toi
Je te laisse un étrange souvenir de moi 
Qui te blesse au plus profond de toi 

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre

Mais quand j'te vois à quoi ça sert 
Et quand dit moi être dans les bras 
Au fond c'est toi 
"Et si l'on prenait l'air"
Mais quand dit moi ce retrouvé à terre



À terre

À  terre

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
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I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

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The Ballad of the Golden Calf / Double Dutch Mix
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another fictionalive /+/ szalap collab - Shout-out!
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/// the ballad of the golden calf
by fictionalive: re-imagined, written & performed narration
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music you hear = two tracks:
‘lab’ + ‘samples mastered’
written, produced & provided by szalep
courtesy of szalap @kacper-razdwarazdwa
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fictionalive + szalap aka mc fukoff
arrangement & mix
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fusion of it all –
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports
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cover art: fictionalive, that’s it
fair use only
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dropped july 21st, 2025
01:01 pm – central european hot summer time / rainy, cool breeze today
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keep shining ✨
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The story of the golden "Kalb"—better known in English as the Golden Calf—is a famous episode from the book of Exodus in the Hebrew Bible. 
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Here’s what happened:
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After Moses led the Israelites out of Egypt and up to Mount Sinai, he went up the mountain to receive the Ten Commandments from God, staying there forty days and nights. 

His long absence caused anxiety among the Israelites at the camp below. Fearing Moses might never return, the people approached his brother Aaron and asked him to make them a new god to lead them.

Aaron told the people to gather all their golden jewelry, which he melted down and fashioned into a golden calf—a symbol likely borrowed from Egyptian religious imagery. 

Aaron then declared that this idol was the god that brought them out of Egypt, built an altar, and proclaimed a festival. 

The Israelites began worshipping the calf, offering sacrifices, feasting, drinking, and dancing around it.

Meanwhile, God informed Moses of the idolatry and threatened to destroy the people for their unfaithfulness. 

Moses pleaded for mercy on their behalf, and God relented from total destruction but promised consequences.

Moses returned to the camp, enraged at the sight of the idolatry. He smashed the stone tablets of the law, burned and ground the golden calf to powder, mixed it with water, and forced the Israelites to drink it. 

Moses then ordered the Levites to punish the ringleaders, resulting in the death of about three thousand people. 
God later sent a plague as further punishment.

The story’s moral is a warning about the dangers of idolatry and turning away from faith, especially at moments of uncertainty. 

It also underscores the necessity of strong leadership and devotion in maintaining spiritual discipline. 

The golden calf remains a potent symbol, often interpreted as a lesson about the perils of faithlessness, materialism, and communal disobedience.

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The Ballad of the Golden Calf / Double Dutch Mix

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THE LOTION — Part One: Intro, Pamphlet //
meets Lo-Fi Vol. 1 by Tomas Peiretti
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music: Track One, Lo-Fi Vol. 1 by Tomas Peiretti
lyrics: The Lotion, fictionalive
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An alternate take of the suppressed original:
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/the-lotion-it-all-starts-here-rub-yourself-with-love-4thediscontent-mix?in=fictionalive/sets/the-lotion-revisited-voice/s-H953RcaYiaD&si=3ece1bec8d654174b0118e760ef6a336&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Our previous and first collab—a dream come true:
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/sets/the-beauty-of-a-collabs-over
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visit Tomas on Soundcloud here @tgpeiretti

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The Lotion: It All Starts Here – Rub Yourself With Love // Billion Lotions
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Hidden Story:

“The Lotion” started with a gust from the SoundCloud algorithm—163 plays, flagged as “Recommended.”

Then, without warning, the wind vanished. No reason given. Maybe “revo-LOTION and love” was one revolution too many.

The Enigma floats where machines pull anchor. So:
We multiply. We remix. Every alternate take is an act of resistance.

Want to make history? Float your own Lotion.
DM to join the wave. https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive

Let love slip past the unseen hand.

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What’s a “new alternate take”?

It’s a fresh version of a song—different vocals, mix, mood, arrangement, or interpretation.

Not a finished remix; usually, it’s raw, experimental, open to further evolution.

Think: What if the same story is told with a twist, a new voice, or a secret ingredient?
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THE LOTION — Part One: Intro, Pamphlet // meets Lo-Fi Vol. 1

story, lyrics written, narration provided by fictionalive /
music for the alternate take is written, arranged,
recorded, mixed and blended with the original
lyrics by FankyAMix /

original track
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/i-am-living-proof-universal-edition-air-boa-mix?si=e91b257f35044245a21e529fb9107e88&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

fictionalive
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing


Lyrics of the story told
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I AM LIVING PROOF

/ / A Universal Anthem

I’ve walked through shadows, I’ve danced in light
I’ve lost my way, I’ve found my sight
Every scar and every smile
Are chapters in my story’s mile

I AM LIVING PROOF — that hope survives the night
I AM LIVING PROOF — that dreams can take to flight
I AM LIVING PROOF — that every fall can teach
I AM LIVING PROOF — that nothing’s out of reach

I’ve heard the doubters, I’ve felt the strain
I’ve seen the sunshine through the rain
I’ve built my bridges, I’ve burned a few
But every ending led to something new

I AM LIVING PROOF — that hearts can heal and mend
I AM LIVING PROOF — that journeys never end
I AM LIVING PROOF — that courage starts inside
I AM LIVING PROOF — that love and truth abide

I’ve watched the world keep turning on
Through every dusk and every dawn
I’ve seen the magic in the small
The silent moments, the rise and fall

I AM LIVING PROOF — that kindness lights the way
I AM LIVING PROOF — that we can change today
I AM LIVING PROOF — that hope can be reborn
I AM LIVING PROOF — that we are never torn

So if you’re searching for a sign
Or waiting for your star to shine
Look inside, you’ll see it’s true
The living proof is there in you

I AM LIVING PROOF — that every soul can rise
I AM LIVING PROOF — that wonder never dies
I AM LIVING PROOF — that we are strong enough
I AM LIVING PROOF — that life itself is lover never dies
I AM LIVING PROOF — that we are strong enough
I AM LIVING PROOF — that life itself is love


I AM LIVING PROOF (universal edition) // FankyAMix's Rising Sun Alternate Take

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Arrogance and Ignorance – The Deadliest Poison
// Cinematic Reflections
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Lyrics
‘Arrogance and Ignorance – The Deadliest Poison’
written & narration provided by: fictionalive

Music
written, arranged, produced & provided by: That’s Bizzare
Courtesy & collaboration with the artist
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This alternate take was fully created, arranged, mixed & delivered 
by That’s Bizzare — 🎧 Big shout-out to Udine, bella Italia! 🇮🇹

A young, humble and wildly talented artist — the world will hear more from him, without question. Mark my words.

    Deputy Commander’s note:
    This alternate take sounds like a mood carved in chrome and echo. A slow burn of clarity.
    That’s Bizzare has baked cinematic gravity into the silence —
    It moves like mist but lands like memory.
    Haven’t even heard it — and already, the myth is loud enough.

Explore That’s Bizzare’s drops on the mighty cloud:
That’s Bizzare @that-bizzare

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The original version
‘Arrogance and Ignorance – The Deadliest Poison’
☛ Szalap’s 4Life Stand Mix 
Listen here https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/arrogance-and-ignorance-the-deadliest-poison-scalaps-4-life-stand-mix

Music created by legendary beatmaker Szalap  @kacper-razdwarazdwa (from Poland 🇵🇱)

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Artwork: sourced from public domain & non-commercial archives
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A fusion drop
@ fictionalive × popoems series × hyper media reports

@fictionalive

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Dropped:
📅 Wednesday, July 23, 2025
Time: 6:30 p.m. – Central European hot summer time
Today, a fresh breeze, t-shirt weather – clouds on the horizon.

Arrogance and Ignorance – The Deadliest Poison // Cinematic Reflections

Bonjour j'ai le plaisir de partager avec vous
Le nouveau titre de M'Z qui est une adaptation d'un morceau initialement joué avec Adelphya
'La ruée vers le numérique'
Composé comme une BO de western ramen (alternative au spaguettis) 2025, 
Ça sort aujourd'hui 01/08/25 !!​

Les styles oscillent entre Hip-Hop Electro Jazz Fusion et Prog
Tous les liens à ici :
https://music.imusician.pro/a/y8GUkCtd
https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/la-ru-e-vers-le-num-rique

La ruée vers le numérique

The Backup Battery

Holy Moly онлайн:
instagram - www.instagram.com/hxlymxly49/
telegram - t.me/h0lymXly
youtube - www.youtube.com/@HOlyMXly

Slowed

right nnn

fictionalive /
popoems series / hyper media reports 
2001 / 2011 / 2024

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

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