Featured Artist - Barricage = Lex & Dave - This duo from the US is a hard hitting truth telling pair of geniuses. Lyrically they are fabulous and you can learn incredible angles about hard topics from digging deep into their music. If you engage you'll be warmed wiuth ever enlightening conversations so I highly recommend this connection... https://soundcloud.com/barricage ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under Construction: In this playlist I will only put artists that we 100% know are using tools and not being a tool themselves. This is a list of real artists and musicians which I can hand on heart say at this moment I believe they are human and safe to connect with and spread 🫡🔆 I've found these gems already so if you want to grow your human connectivity this will become a very large reference list of REAL. Thanks people ... Feel free to remind me of your humanity and I'll throw a track in for you otherwise will get around to everyone eventually 🫡❤️‍🔥 This list oozes expression. Someone asked me, Carl I use a DAW as my instrument. My answer was well done.. If you think about the great composers before computers. They had an instrument (sometimes not) a pencil, paper and staves drawn on it. The DAW is our modern sheet music so if you express with piano roll only... that's still making music like the greatest composers of all time did. It's however You express yourself and everyone is on this list because that's what they do. They express THEIR feelings in THEIR own way. We need to lift this list of musical martial artists in my pea head opinion. No AI can ever make the love that's made here because AI can't feel for us it can only guess our feelings and that's why all the guesses lack any feelings. We make feelings because controlled feelings take actual intelligence and actual real refections

Human Confirmed - Please submit a song as a human artist and I'll pop in that ❤️

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.......... 🫵🏽*💥*🙇🏻*🔥*⭕️*🎧*🧨*🎏*❤️‍🔥

Shock the Algorithm

A.I.O.U.

C’MON OVER (Rocky Mountain)
Written & Recorded 1979

Another of Bri’s late ‘70’s demos, an unusually structured song containing that unique ambience that were the hallmark of his recordings from that period.  Again, not the most perfectly preserved recording but still worth a listen.  One of my absolute favourites.  (Gary Reeves)

C’mon baby round to my street, gonna have some fun today
Get moving into my beat, in my street, OK?
My street is just round the bend
C’mon over if you’ve time to spend

C’mon baby round to my street, gonna have some fun today
C’mon baby round to my house, gonna have some fun tonight
C’mon baby into my parlour, no need to fuss and fight
My house is on top of the hill
C’mon over if you’ve time to kill

C’mon baby round to my house, gonna have some fun tonight

Break

C’mon baby round to my house, gonna have some fun tonight
C’mon baby into my parlour, no need to fuss and fight
My house is on top of the hill
C’mon over if you’ve time to kill

C’mon baby be the fly to my spider
Be an insider
Make this thing brighter
And c’mon over baby today

Brian Reeves: Vocals / Guitar

C'Mon Over (1979) Rocky Mountain

Original song: @neowakan  - Silent Preach
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Silent Preach

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

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

written by fictionalive // music, carefully used, provided by #mobygratis and curated by fictionalive // fusion of it all: fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports. fair use only // June, 2025

2030: Welcome To The Terminator Sequel - Live and in Living Color

/// 0I00II /// You Have Nothing To Fear You Have Nothing To Fear
 / Bulldozer Mix / #mobygratis // 0I00II ///

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.

Disclaimer: Meine Damen und Herren, und alle die, die ein Sternchen oder sonst was benötigen, ich kann jetzt nicht mehr Schweigen, zu dieser Misere - ich gehe jetzt einfach mal auf Sendung - ob man es will oder nicht - wohl bekomm's - es ist nur zu Ihrem Besten!

You Have Nothing To Fear You Have Nothing To Fear // Bulldozer Mix

(lyrics)

瞳を閉じたら思い出せる
少し前まで
そこにいたから
今夜 ひかりになっても
あたしはまだ
気づかないから

帰ってきてよ
消えないでよ
この部屋から
この街から
いなくなっても
大丈夫って
少しも思えないから

突然見えたら戸惑うよね
あたしだって
信じられない
それでも抱きしめてあげるよ
二度と離れない
消えないように

帰ってきてよ
消えないでよ
この部屋から
この街から
いなくなっても
大丈夫って
少しも思えないから

そばにいてくれたのに
どうしても
大事にできなかった
もう一度
あたしを選んで
二度と離れないから
消えないように

帰ってきてよ
消えないでよ
この部屋から
この街から
いなくなっても
大丈夫って
少しも思えないから

Hikari

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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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What if? – The Sea is Wide: How Long We Must Walk Alone // Filling Up Mix

Brand new track after a long time ago! Check out this one guys and gals and let me know if you miss my synthwave tracks with my own vocs on it! Share , Support and comment!

Let me know if u really dig it. Cheers and have a great summer y'all!

IknowIknow

“Questa canzone esplora la complessità della vita, intrecciando temi di libertà, meditazione e delusioni. Attraverso immagini poetiche, ci invita a riflettere sulla nostra esistenza come un film, dove spesso ci troviamo a recitare ruoli di tristezza e disillusione, cercando una pace interiore in un mondo che può sembrare vuoto”.

La vita

Liberare la mente in certi momenti 
Curare il corpo in meditazione
Sentirsi liberi e senza rimpianti
Essere altrove essendo presenti

Una nuvola che passa non sempre copre il sole
Per una rondine che vola non sempre è primavera

Nella vita la realtà a volte è finzione
Mi rifugio moto spesso nel caldo della sera

Le Delusioni
Ti invecchiano la vita, la vita, la vita
Ti fanno sprofondare
In un senso di inquietudine la vita, la vita, la vita

Le delusioni
Ti fanno capire che come in un film
Viviamo nella finzione come su un set
E noi siamo tristemente gli attori
Di questa vita, vita, vita 

Vorrei un contratto scritto 
Che tuteli la pace interiore
Che possa salvare quello che si è fatto
E che tuteli i sentimenti e l’amore

Perché è difficile vivere la vita
Così maledettamente triste e vuota
Perché é quasi impossibile accettare la vita 
E fare finta di niente……..

Le Delusioni
Ti invecchiano la vita, la vita, la vita
Ti fanno sprofondare
In un senso di inquietudine la vita, la vita, la vita

Le delusioni
Ti fanno capire che come in un film
Viviamo nella finzione come su un set
E noi siamo tristemente gli attori
Di questa vita, vita, vita

Vita

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

Mythbringer

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

This song is a new one written this year and it's about how we've all become Broken Mirrors in some way. All of us, we were a loving people, not a cruel people, we were a caring people, not a hateful people, we were a hard working and strong people but also a very fragile people and I feel we've become a little bit more shattered in recent years. Our beliefs and hopes have diminished somewhat and this song reflects that broken mirror in us all. It's harder and harder to stay positive in this crazy hateful world today. I sang this one since Charlie was not available. I think the mix was too loud but I'm having problems with my computer and couldn't adjust the sound in my film editor like I usually do. 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/CUpzZLL-xJc

I worked hard on the video and tried to follow the lyrics as close as possible. It will drop on August 1st on YouTube. It's about our lack of empathy as of late and this constant hatred for other people that I now sense in this great country of ours!.  So I asked myself, how did we get here? When a country starts depriving its citizens of basic needs like healthcare and not helping our senior citizens and ignoring the less fortunate among us and stop assistance for veterans (like me) that risked our lives for this country, then we're on a road to destruction and our government has failed us.  All I can do is write songs, so songs I shall write. I still believe in love, love is always the answer!  Take care & God bless!🙏😎✌🏼

“BROKEN MIRRORS"

WE LIVE INSIDE OUR CASTLES,
WE HIDE BEHIND OUR WALLS,
WARM AND SECURE, NEVER ENDURE,  
HARDSHIPS THAT BEFALL,             
THE CRESTFALLEN AMONG US,
THE ONES THAT WE IGNORE,      

PRETEND THEY DON’T EXIST,
PERHAPS THEY’LL MELT AWAY, 
THEY’LL DISAPPEAR, ALONG WITH FEARS, 
WE MAY BE THEM ONE DAY,
THEY REALLY NEVER MATTERED,
THE WRETCHED WE DEPLORE, 

BROKEN MIRRORS, BROKEN MINDS,
SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO BE BLIND,
CONVINCE OURSELVES, WE’RE MILES ABOVE,  
THOSE THAT BEG AND CRAWL,
 BROKEN MIRROR ALWAYS REFLECT, 
 WHAT’S BROKEN IN US ALL,

MAN IS A STRANGE CREATURE,
SO CRUEL BUT YET SO KIND, 
OUR TAPESTRY IS OUR ARTISTRY,
OUR HEART SOMETIMES SUBLIME,    
YET SOME HAVE A DARKER SIDE,
THEY LURK BEHIND SATAN'S DOOR,  

     BROKEN MIRRORS, BROKEN MINDS,
     SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO BE BLIND,
     CONVINCE OURSELVES, WE’RE MILES ABOVE,  
     THOSE THAT BEG AND CRAWL,
     BROKEN MIRROR ALWAYS REFLECT, 
     WHAT’S BROKEN IN US ALL.

 BY JIM VALDES © 2025

"BROKEN MIRRORS" (Video - https://youtu.be/CUpzZLL-xJc)

After 18yrs of releasing a new song, Hostal Handshake are BACK!
Maybe just a single, maybe just an EP or maybe...an album? But we are Back! :D
#ripOzzy

Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYcakJJnz1E
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lyrics:
This is not a drill!

Give me something to break it in two
give me glory to rule the fools
take me in your house on a big flat screen
Ready to sink you on a dark black dream

Are you ready to become a slave of me?
Corrupted government ain't gonna set u free
All these righteous pre-election pigs
are now pointing the finger for you to pay the fee

Now it's the time, this is not a drill
ain't got no privilege , got nothing to feel
Your heart is gray from the news today
only your soul left in the end to pay


(p) & (c) 2025, Hostal Handshake.

This is not a drill! (new song 2025)

Somatic

Brand New track on the Rocks! Summer 2025 and let it roll with my brand new track called "I Keep Protecting my Soul".

Purchase it digitally via #bandcamp: https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/track/i-keep-protecting-my-soul

(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

lyrics:
I keep protecting my soul
There's nothing more sacred than my soul
I keep protecting my soul
The body dies, it's eternal the soul

Clear is conscience, i am free i am alive
Sleeping in peace not with fear with opened one eye
I never harmed anyone, don't owe a dime
i am keep paving with gold this road so up high.

I Keep Protecting my Soul

Syd Barrett : Paroles et musique
Marc M : Voix, guitares et programmation

Baby lemonade (Syd Barrett cover)

Petroleum, Microplastics and Fake Trees

Bioaccumulation of microplastics in decedent human brains: https://www.nature.com/articles/s41591-024-03453-1

The Human Brain May Contain as Much as a Spoon’s Worth of Microplastics, New Research Suggests: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/the-human-brain-may-contain-as-much-as-a-spoons-worth-of-microplastics-new-research-suggests-180985995/

Detection and characterization of microplastics in the human testis and semen: https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/36948312/

Microplastic presence in dog and human testis and its potential association with sperm count and weights of testis and epididymis: https://academic.oup.com/toxsci/article/200/2/235/7673133

In a First, Microplastics Are Found in Fresh Antarctic Snow: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/in-a-first-microplastics-are-found-in-fresh-antarctic-snow-180980264/

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Forever Man

My Teflon coated 
Skeleton holds a 
Pretense over me
It's harder to wash away
When the water will rush away
Leave me dry and clean


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


Waterproof, insoluble
I'm sickly celled, with polished roads
Breathing out Gasoline
Overton turn 
The economy grows
I got the front seats for the final show
Plastic model plastered in a magazine


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


[Solo]


Replace the trees
With tree toys
Stick 'em in the ground
Then call 'em a forest
Ain't this town so neat? 
The amount of fumes itself 
A show of force
Progress takes much sacrifice, of course
'Til our recyclable blood depletes


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


///////////JUNE-AUGUST 2025

Forever Man

197° Virgo

(Music: Hans-Michael Albers, Lyrics: Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Today, 22nd. August 2025, marks 13 years since our dear brother Bri succumbed to the deadly combination of leukaemia and Guillain-Barré syndrome.  Watching him through 2012, unable to do anything for himself and increasingly confined to a hospital bed is something none who loved him will ever forget.  
He has never been (and never will be) forgotten, not only for the music he created but for the force of nature he most certainly was.  In 1964, our Mum & Dad bought him an entry level acoustic guitar as a Christmas present and his progress on the instrument was something to behold.  By the time he was 18, he’d bought himself a Gibson Les Paul on HP (24 payments of five pounds and thirteen shillings per month) from Selmers in Charing Cross Road, London.  He joined a band, somehow co-opting me in as lead singer at the tender age of 15 (still a schoolboy, no less) and over the ensuing ten years, formed bands of whose line-up I was always a part, graduating from singing to percussion and eventually drums.
There being guitars laying around the family home, Tel took to playing and encouraged by Bri, never stopped.  Fast forward another five years and he too started writing songs so that by ’82, the 3 of us decided to form a band (Root Division) to play them.  It’s a truly special thing to be in the same band as your brothers and recording those songs became something Tel and me still remember with an abiding nostalgia.  No wonder we still talk about those days…
This song started life as an instrumental, written by Hans and of course, it’s brilliant as is but Tel liked it so much, he asked if he could write some lyrics and a vocal melody.  Being a generous fellow, our dear friend from Hamburg said he’d love to hear what Tel had in mind.
His basic idea was to incorporate as many references as he could to Cripple Club tracks, in celebration of the firm friendship we have formed in together recording what amounts to over 50 songs.  There may be a few of you who can spot one or two…
So this is for you, Bri.  We love and miss you, sweet brother.
(Gary Reeves)

Last Summer day reasons
Hamburg always shines
Shadows of Superheroes
Another surprise will come in time
Click toward a pension
From birth but never knew
Surprised to find a blackbird
In the flames as the music grew

Touch wood for satisfaction
CC music every day
Root of strong existence 
Step off the world to feed the phrase
Another Titan message
Titanic stories past
Image of a fraying edge
Never thought hang of time would last

It’s the time, it’s the place
It’s the only performance I can show my face

Last chance for singing
Avoid resistant tide
Pleasing distant garage
Remember 4 to 3 to 5
Stars in space that linger
Soaking up the blue
Palette of sunshine yellow
Mix to green for go - but for who?

T,G & H, Two and you!

LAST SUMMER'S DAY BLUES - CRIPPLE CLUB

original Music/Lyrics/Vocals: Neowakan
2017

Farewell

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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.

/ -- . .  -- . -- .. --  I AM LIVING PROOF

/ : 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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For This Is The Voyage, The Legend, The Song – Where We Belong
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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.

You Have Nothing To Fear You Have Nothing To Fear // Bulldozer Mix

fictionalive ⭕️ UNITY