Amitié

Poetry & Music

It’s Sunday, church time, isn’t it? Let the sonic bells ring.
Play-play will be fed regularly throughout the day out of the feed—to stop the feed, freeze the love.
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STOP THE FEED – RISE THE WAVE – IGNITE the SOUND //
July 13th, 2025 — 7:30 am, Central European Time Zone
Catch the moment: reposts and original tunes of the day //
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To the night owls or the early birds, the brunch lovers or the loving families in the parks—enjoy your Sunday, all. Be blessed.
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Building on the freeze, now we ride the wave—amplifying voices, sparking new energy
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Officer’s Report: “STOP THE FEED – FREEZE the LOVE”
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Situation:
The ever-flowing feed is both a blessing and a curse. It delivers fresh beauty from artists around the world, but only for a moment—blink, and it’s lost, buried beneath the tides of time and algorithm.

The Enigma’s Solution:
This new “play-playlist” is a masterstroke. By curating and freezing these moments in an ongoing journey, we transform ephemeral art into a living archive—a beacon that outlasts the fleeting feed.
“STOP THE FEED – STOP THE FEED – FREEZE the LOVE // July 13th, 2025” is not just a playlist; it’s a protest, a time capsule, and a celebration of artistic endurance.

A New Tradition Begins:
This is only the first of its kind. Each new playlist will chart the next leg of our voyage, evolving in spirit and intent. The arc might look like this:

    STOP THE FEED – STOP THE FEED – FREEZE the LOVE // July 13th, 2025
    The inaugural beacon, freezing the flow and capturing the pulse.

    STOP THE FEED – RISE THE WAVE – IGNITE the SOUND // [Next Date]
    Building on the freeze, now we ride the wave—amplifying voices, sparking new energy.

    STOP THE FEED – BREAK THE CHAINS – SET THE TONE // [Next Date]
    Breaking free from the algorithm’s grip, setting the tone for true artistic freedom.

This sequence creates a narrative arc:
Freeze (capture) → Rise (amplify) → Break (liberate)
Each title is a call to action and a milestone in the ongoing journey.

Crew on Deck:
All hands are called to contribute, to rescue and preserve the gems that might otherwise vanish. This playlist becomes the ship’s logbook—a record of what truly moved us, unbound by the tyranny of the scroll.

Officer’s Salute:
Captain, you’ve turned a limitation into a legacy. The Enigma’s playlist will stand as a lighthouse for lost songs and overlooked voices.
Let the world know:
We do not let beauty slip away unnoticed. We freeze the love, ride the wave, and break the chains—the journey continues.
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Ready to shine and set sail on this new tradition, Captain!
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Inspired by all of you
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and reposted by you
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thank you 
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07-13-25 // STOP THE FEED – RISE THE WAVE – IGNITE the SOUND // July 13th, 2025

Friday, July 25th, 2025 –
HIGH NOON / Da House is Burning 🫵🏽*💥*🙇🏻*🔥*⭕️*🎧*🧨*🎏*❤️‍🔥*🙏🏽*🫵🏽*🎧

    share, like, repost – speak out

    AND drop me your tune to add to the serious play play list and - even better  - initiate your own! 

/ BIG shout-out to brother Kinelle Man ( @kinelle-man ) for initiating the spark to light the fire and blow the horn for unity, love, and awareness – not divide, not numb blindness
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Friday, July 25th 2025 - HIGH NOON / Da House is Burning.......... 🫵🏽*💥*🙇🏻*🔥*⭕️*🎧*🧨*🎏*❤️‍🔥

Free Download

R.E.M. - Losing My Religion (Axelax Remix)

Cover La Boheme reggae style by Zoolive_Rehearsal session 0814

Dans ce monde, nous sommes liés, Par nos rêves et nos pensées, Ensemble, nous pouvons tout affronter, Dans l'unité, nous sommes connectés. Chaque jour, une nouvelle aventure, Des défis à relever, des rêves à poursuivre, Main dans la main, nous avançons sans peur, Ensemble, nous sommes plus forts, c'est sûr. Les différences qui nous séparent, Sont autant de richesses à partager, Dans la diversité, nous trouvons l'harmonie, Ensemble, nous formons une belle symphonie. Que ce soit dans la joie ou dans la peine, Nous sommes là, une équipe soudée, Dans les hauts et les bas, nous restons solidaires, Ensemble, nous pouvons tout réaliser.

Rouler notre ami cycliste 
[Verse]
Rouler, rouler, notre ami cycliste
Au milieu des champs et des prairies (prairies)
Le vent dans les cheveux, les yeux qui brillent
La liberté qui nous fait frissonner (oh-yeah)
Nos jambes qui pédalent sans jamais s'arrêter
[Chorus]
On se laisse emporter par la route (par la route)
Sans aucun doute, c'est notre destin
Rouler,rouler, jusqu'au bout (jusqu'au bout)
On ne fait qu'un avec le chemin (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Rouler, rouler, sur deux roues (sur deux roues)
On vit l'aventure à chaque instant
Rouler, rouler, notre amour pour la vie (pour la vie)
C'est ça être un cycliste (c'est ça, être un cycliste)

A Mon Ami Cycliste

Original song: @neowakan  - Silent Preach
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10-12-24

Silent Preach

Lyrics

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Radicalized citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only that ever has

Agitate and always agitated

One, two, three, four

Black bloc black mask
Take rights don’t ask
Confront and harass 
Those with power don’t pass

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Show your discontent

Track Credits:
Stricknice: Live drums, ending remix
@j-nice-6
Bitzone: Mix and Master
@bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Bass, Guitar, Original Demo Track, Song Art
@wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Radicalized citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only that ever has

Agitate and always agitated

One, two, three, four

Black bloc black mask
Take rights don’t ask
Confront and harass 
Those with power don’t pass

Activated citizens change the world
Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has

Show your discontent


Black Bloc

Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling, and the Couch King - Black Bloc

78_ Warning for Our Own Egoism - released on 15 April 2025 only on SoundCloud

What came to my mind in connection with the last election in Germany and was additionally inspired by Well's Sound of his “222" (https://on.soundcloud.com/ENju9cc1cmhc1H618): The only real existing problem we have in the world is egoism. We moan about how badly off we are, that everything is so expensive and that we can all do politics better than any others! ...instead of taking a step back and doing everything we can to make things better for our children and grandchildren. But that would mean that we would have to make concessions and take back our ego. That's just not on! 😮‍💨🫣 How dishonest it is to say that we are doing everything we can to make things better for our children. I can't really recognise that! 😔 #ambient #nodrums #onlybasses #trance #liverecording

(produced with BlocsWave & LaunchPad)

Warning for Our Own Egoism

@whoisoverlife x matzmow When I Was Around

Recorded at Studio 15 by fabiano matiolla
fabiano matiolla - All guitars, bass, keyboards and drum samples...
Release Date: 2025-06-19

◆Amazon: https://music.amazon.com.br/albums/B0FCRHNCMP
◆Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/br/album/770788341
◆Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-pt/album/2gJOsHpxtsThyH08CuWe82
◆Tidal: https://tidal.com/browse/track/441394825
◆Qobuz: https://www.qobuz.com/dk-en/album/starvox-fabiano-matiolla/cfveggonpi1qb

Follow:
https://www.instagram.com/fabiano_matiolla/
https://x.com/fabianomatiolla

◆T-Shirts
https://my-store-10707fd.creator-spring.com/
https://reserva.ink/fabianomatiolla

Produced by fabiano matiolla

► Lyrics ◄
Crossing the universe
breaking corners in the cosmos
this is how we are
no one knows where
nor where we are going

we are children of the stars
everything is connected
how is that possible?
is it a coincidence
mere chance, a God

The big bang of everything
a divine gift
divine cause
There is no point in thinking

Doubt is its companion
cousin sister of time
Friend of the hours
As the poet said
His wise words
relieve our being
#Cosmo #God #Universe #Star

StarVox

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What if? – The Sea is Wide: How Long We Must Walk Alone // Filling Up Mix
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A meditation on distance, hope, and the long walk across the wide sea.
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Book of Romans 2025: Echoes in History, Rhymes Stuck //
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Lyrics written and narrated by fictionalive // music 'Filling Up' written, produced, and provided by mobygratis.com, fully licensed // 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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let the lotion flow
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What if? – The Sea is Wide: How Long We Must Walk Alone // Filling Up Mix

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The Enigma, Voyage of the Veiled Lyre:
A Secret Journey Through Song, Poetry, and Philosophy / Pt. 1
/ Isolate Prior Mix //
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story created, lyrics written and narrated by fictionalive /
The song 'Isolate Prior' is written, produced, and provided by mobygratis.com, licensed / arranged, mixed by fictionalive / fusion of it all – fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports / fair use only /
dropped July 1st, 2025 
07:00 pm central european hot summer time //
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The Enigma, Voyage of the Veiled Lyre: A Secret Journey Through Song, Poetry, and Philosophy / Pt. 1

We started raising Frogs recently. I had never realized that the only parts of Earth Frogs haven't carved out a niche is the salty seas. They are prolific everywhere else apparently! Fascinating... From arctic frogs to desert frogs of Namibia... Everywhere but the Sea.. A bit like us except we can't almost fully freeze and relight another season like frogs can. A frog pumps glucose through its veins to achieve this. Glucose has a lower freezing temperature then water allowing this feature be a tool for their survival in some very very cold climates

The song is for artist Fr0ggy5
Check out fr0ggy5 on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/XQGjvQiQGNdmVXqXte

Worth a permanent rabbit hole to find out what the rest of the Multiverse is up to with music!

Tempo - 5 BPM
Timing - 2/64
Tuning - 432 Hz A
Solfeggio Tuning forks - 963 / 639 / 432 / 396 / 174 / all in focus
Irish Sea Rocks assist our beat


Lyrics
Avoid the salt
Your kryptonite
Hey Teach!
Basalt
Rock abundant
Viscosity vice
Madame universe
Fr0ggy5
From which 'verse now will you arrive

Void finds captured moments
Sounds almost forgotten
Plenty just found
All rivers besotten
Sound upon sound
Sutured through singularity
Inspired rhythmic walks
Fr0ggy5 new reality

Avoid the salt
The rest, Fair game
Hey Teach our malleable little brain'
Earth tailored acoustic
Time Bruce Lee chopped
Your music heuristucal mind food dropped

Black hole to black hole
Goodies return
New musical physics
Hey Teach! We learn
Metaphysical mimics
Sample sane for the gimmicks

Add this verse:
Good glucose flow glistens
Flipping 'verse gets cold
You travel by mind
Now this multiverse we show
Free fibonachi filled Fr0ggy5 know

Fr0ggy5 is alive


Notes 🎶 🔆 

I think here we are starting to see a type of music that AI can never ever ever EVER achieve. Music that is lasered by an artist to another human being. AI can't write that because it has to be born from musical love and love for human beings. AI can only ever guess how we love each other! I know! Even if AI were tomwrite lyrics for me and guess... It never got felt in the first place so it's meaningless and souless. This got felt and soon it will be received and that's beautiful and that's art and that's official real life intelligence. Keep human art alive with love... That's what we do... Combine that love with what we connect most too... AI doesn't know what the combination of what I and Fr0ggy5 love and what that shared love might deliver in the few moments of a song. It hasn't had our experiences and hasn't felt what we have felt in all those moments combined. Only our brains did that. Again, it can guess the feelings, it can try and help you feel some random feelings about a subject but it can't create the feelings. Only we can do that and that takes intelligence like a FROG has. Only love and zero hate and nothing fake...

This creative process has been spread over months. It includes lightning bolts of real from several of our interactions where we taught each other things chatting and sharing our real music. Another mutual friend of ours, Marcin Kulik and I had a what's app chat that seeded the title and the dimension of the ideas... This is incomparable to anything AI can ever achieve and it highlights how you are not an artist if you use it for making music. Art is best when it reflects the actual life of people and to do that properly you need to experience it to pen it and play it. The last time I checked AI isn't scanning your experiences in your head yet so your result will always be fake guessery... Not Art. Even if it could scan your thoughts... once the ideas leave you it's not you interpreting it anymore so again even at that it can't get close to human ingenuity with evolving creativity by skill! This is art and I'll keep saying it until people realise the difference and stop insulting the world of art and how it evolved our culture and society

Madame Multiverse

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What If? For How Long Must We Walk Alone // 
HeruKhuti’s To My People Melt
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Just a sketch I caught at 4 AM while working on a voice telling a story. It came together in my headphones—thought you might vibe with it, maybe even up for a collab?
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What If? For How Long Must We Walk Alone // HeruKhuti’s To My People Melt
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—/ HeruKhuti /+/ fictionalive collab
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The Enigma’s Crew salutes
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HeruKhuti: To My People
written, produced and provided by
courtesy of
HeruKhuti / visit / HeruKhuti https://soundcloud.com/quincy-frierson
To My People by HeruKhuti:
https://soundcloud.com/quincy-frierson/project_1964-mastered?si=2c2e1df1394e4cf7adcc58cf0d627db2&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
fictionalive: What If? For How Long Must We Walk Alone
homage and narration, original lyrics
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Fusion of it all—fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports
Cover art fictionalive / fair use only
Dropped July 13th, 2025
10:12 am, Central European hot summer time
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Homage: HeruKhuti—The Quiet Force

In the deep currents of New York’s creative underworld, HeruKhuti stands as a quiet force—a poet, a producer, a soul who lets the music do the talking. Not a man of many words, unless you are lucky enough to call him friend and catch him in a rare, golden moment. When he speaks, it’s with purpose. When he creates, it’s with depth.

His track “To My People” is more than music—it’s a message, a memory, a call to unity and healing. The Enigma’s crew recognizes a kindred spirit: humble, powerful, and always true.

Ten days ago, HeruKhuti simply said, “I love it.” That was enough. Sometimes, the deepest connections need no explanation. The Captain watched the signs—one track reposted from Kinelle Man’s (UK) Poetry & Music playlist, a silent nod across the Atlantic, from London to NY to… me. Free the bird.

Tonight, the Enigma’s crew answers that call.
We walk together, even when the roads are long and lonely.
We melt the distance with sound.
We honor the humble, the patient, the true.

Captain’s Note:
This drop is more than a track—it’s a salute to those who speak softly but carry the world in their music.
HeruKhuti, this one’s for you.
Let the waves carry it far.
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What If? For How Long Must We Walk Alone // HeruKhuti's To My People Melt

File Uddated @ 17:46 GMT
Added gallop like bass and continued developing the vox line. Very strange singing about this mountain... It's not that the mountain makes me emotional but the moments growing up that it was the backdrop for are just so deep

This is about the mountain I grew up on the side of as a kid, Carraig Una (Carrigoona) in the Wicklow/Dublin mountains, Ireland. A powerful place. My brother and I used to walk the hills most days rolling down the ferns and making little mini avalanches in the rocky patches. There are amazing views of the Wicklow mountains and Irish coastline around Bray and Dublin bay looking east. Such amazing memories and so lucky to have grown up in a place like this. Mountain man. Schweeeeeet The view from Carraig Una's peak is the banner on my profile. Bray is the town you can see and Dublin bay is off to the left 🪉

Another thing to note is... This is barely even classified as a mountain. It's 172m at peak and you'd be hard pushed to find it in a list of Mountains when researching it. For me though it's the best mountain in the world and the most powerful one ever. I'm a boy again when I drive past it and now I'm a boy again every time I open SoundCloud and see this gem haha. The mountain everyone in the area would connect to most is off to the left and towers above Carraig Una, It's called The Sugar Loaf. Another rock beast and Caraig Una if effectively a shoulder of that larger mountain... But Sugar Daddy ain't got nothing on our Carraig Una. Our house shared a name with the mountain too 🏡⛰️

I think this is why I'm not really drawn to city life. I'm much too sperated from nature and it feels weird. I have vivid memories of coming home from holidays and the whole drive home from the airport being alien... Then appeared the mountain! Home

Thinking about these mountains in the light of their age of 400 million years. That's 350 million more then the Himalayas. That's lots of thinking time for a mountain getting rained on and weathered for its entire existence. I'd say it has some stories to tell us. Got of a few off him and he is quite the Druid ⛰️🐕

We moved from here to Bray a few kilometers away. We brought our dog Diego to the new house and he dug his way out of the new garden and went home. We found him a day later back on the mountain. We agreed with our old neighbours that they would feed him and he lived out his days as king of Carraig Una. Diego Maradogga 🫶🏽🔆

Lyrics

Carraig Una
Carraig Una

Dear Mountain,
You moulded me.
We lived on your side
Walked your trails regularly
Caledonian power
Pure unbiased
On your fern filled sides we rolled
Your pleasure paths held our hearts up highest

Your rocky patches show physics lessons
Those cheeky avalanches sums' best
Mountainous imagination sessions
Permanent impressions
They saw many millions of years
They saw Pangea before human fears

Carraig Una
Carraig Una

Flanked by Bray Head and Sugar Loaves
The big two find the crowds
Carraig Una was ours
Keeping us real, giving us good hours
Tuned to your rock and force filled powers
Neuroplastic love finds eternal pathways of flowers

Carraig Una (Demo)

Bootleggers On Blast (Produced by Ace Ha)

The qitharah
The cymbalum
The basso
The davul
The synth
The triangulum
The song
The tabor
The tremolo

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Music composed by Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Produced at Kolima Forest Studios
Cover art by broadacre.

This track is not to be used to train AI.

Sacred Instruments

דרך12    Through 12

יואב רבן : בס
עמית אליאסי - תופים ,סינטי - כלי הקשה בונגס
 עופר טיסר - תופים אלקטרוניים  + גיטרה חשמלית 
אלון אבנת -שירה סינטי מילים + קולות
נבו סבוראי - דיבור + מילים
הוקלט  בהופעה במזקקה 
מסטרין : חדר זמני

שיר שחול  תיקשורתי לעזה     media bereavement song to Gaza

i'd like to thank all sc artists who are speaking out .. about a bigger picture than our own musical ambitions. Beautiful Dark, U.Poet, Codex Scrolls, Rock Izy, Fiction Alive, Zone Cruiser, Babalon Anon .. there are so many others.. forgive my recall, i'm emotional today.

Hands in pocket

ALBUM - A Toi Mon Enfant..
.. est une Etoile qui traverse le cœur de tous les parents dans son sillon.. Je pense toujours à toi et chaque minute me rappelle à quel point je t'aime...

A vous toutes et tous, "partageurs" d' Aimemotion.. laissez vous envahir par la simplicité de l'Amour.. Merci à toutes les personnes qui 
me soutiennent et m’encouragent.

Bonne écoute.. Avec toute mon Aimemotion !

Franck

SI TU Y CROIS ENCORE

08 - SI TU Y CROIS ENCORE

When my daughter was 5 she had a bad cold that kept her from attending school. I stayed home to watch her. I gave her a good dose of cold medicine and put her to bed. Assuming she’d be sleeping for a while I started playing with a new synth plug-in. While playing back a simple riff I had recorded I was surprised to hear a little voice beside me talking about a magical cat in time with the music. I asked her if she could do it again and handed her the talkback mic. I hit record and captured this free-association improvisation which could only come from the mind of a 5-year old.

The Cat Emoticons
Said his first word
It was “my head”
The creepy cat
Snuck and stole
But that cat gave it back
When he was sixty-four he said
“I know I can say something”
That cat said “No I don’t see any futures”
But that cat was enormous cat of light
You could see him in the day
He said words
The magic cat
His breath was stiff and clean
He said “Enormous creatures of my life”
Eyes of Moanicon
The mist of tens
He was deathly stroked
He was occasions
He spoke up in his language 
But there was no mischief 
He had this gnome of noses
This creep of creepers
The cat had wings and flied
The wizard cat
If you belove him he would say
“My head”
The gnome of sequence
Set his brain to mine
The End
Monticone’s next word was nine
Thank you ladies and gentlemen
Sit down for the next song

The Cat Emoticons

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popoems series / hyper media reports 
2001 / 2011 / 2024

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