Ride a glowing spore‑river—4‑K techno visuals you’ll watch on loop!
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Page 2 — Hyper-Mycelium Drift
Stars stretched into silver threads—as if the universe itself unraveled yarn for some cosmic loom. Raine nudged the throttle. The craft answered with a bass-deep purr, latching onto an invisible river of tachyon foam.

Inside the cockpit, time grew syrup-thick. Memories looped: childhood laughter wove into yesterday’s arguments, then blurred into tomorrow’s triumphs she had yet to live. The Prism Core refracted moments into prisms of color; each hue tasted like a different emotion—joy fizzing citrus-bright, grief tasting of black licorice on her tongue.

Halfway through the drift, warning sigils lit the canopy: pursuers. The Chromancers had launched obsidian skiffs, their hulls etched with runes that drank light. Raine snarled. The Slipstream was narrow; one collision would detonate the corridor, turning it into a kaleido-grave.

She banked left, diving into a pocket of warped gravity. G-forces became kaleidoscopic serpents curling around her organs. Reality hissed, shedding fractal scales. Waves of psilocybin static cascaded across her vision—each pixel a shouting idea.

Raine centered herself with a mantra she’d learned from the spore-sages: “I ride the edge of becoming.” The serpents quieted. She flicked open a panel, revealing a phial of liquid DMT-amber. One drop vaporized into the ship’s breathers, merging her consciousness with the Core.

The universe split open like a seed.

She saw the Slipstream not as math but as songlines of pure intent. All she had to do was hum the right line—and the Starglider obeyed. With a spiral twist, she threaded the craft through the Chromancers’ formation. Shockwaves painted after-images: violet arcs that smelled of burnt cinnamon.

The pursuers faltered, engines coughing void-smoke. Raine didn’t slow to watch them spin from the path. Ahead, the Slipstream constricted, funneling toward the Vortex’s throat.

Bioluminescent Sporescape

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Melodic peak time techno trip through a dark fantasy mycelium realm.
Dark psychedelic techno journey with cinematic sci‑fi visuals.
Underground melodic techno soundtrack for your next rave night.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
Prologue – The Prismfold

The realm was sick in a beautiful way.

Across the Prismfold, reality no longer held still. Horizons rippled like liquid stained glass. Mountains folded inward into impossible angles, then unfolded into forests of crystal, then dissolved into drifting clouds of symbols before they remembered they were mountains again.

Once, this constant changing had a pattern. Every shift followed invisible rules, watched over by ancient beings known only as the Kaleidoscopic Gatekeepers. They sat at the passageways between domains, steering the flows of colour, form, and meaning so that travellers could cross without being shredded into nonsense.

But the pattern was slipping.

Gates misfired. Pathways closed halfway through. Travellers stepped out of one domain and never quite arrived in another, suspended as trembling mosaics in the empty between. The Prismfold was filling with half-finished thoughts.

In a pocket of relative stillness stood a lone figure.

They were not human. They were Shardborn—a tall, lithe humanoid shape composed of overlapping fragments of translucent crystal. Each shard reflected a different sky, a different landscape, a different version of themself. Their name was Kethriel, though in some shards they also answered to other names they had never spoken aloud.

Where a heart should be, Kethriel carried a Liminal Core: a slow-turning knot of mycelial roots and prisms, pulsing faintly with soft ultraviolet. When the Core warmed, a gate was near. When it burned, reality itself wanted something.

Tonight, it burned.

The air around Kethriel shimmered, and the ground beneath their bare crystal feet shifted from solid stone to a glowing mesh of bioluminescent mycelium. The threads pulsed in intricate patterns, like a living circuit board grown from psilocybin-soaked roots. Mushroom towers rose in the distance—giants with caps like stained-glass domes, breathing out glowing spores that floated in patient spirals.

Kethriel watched as lines of neon light traced themselves through the mycelial net, converging into intricate sigils. Each sigil resembled a tiny square of artwork, dots and swirls and animal-less constellations laid out in precise grids—as if the world were printing its own enormous, animated sheets of LSD-like designs underground.

At the center of those patterns, a ring of shifting triangles opened, not downward but inward.

A gate.

The stories said the Kaleidoscopic Gatekeepers had fallen silent.

Kethriel knew, with a certainty that resonated all the way into their Liminal Core, that if they stepped into that ring, silence would end.

One way or another.

They stepped forward.

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C-Cyphers

9th track on "Hybrid Symphony Nr° 5 - Cellular City"
as a Adante con Brio

Microtubules are involved in maintaining the structure of the cell and, together with microfilaments and intermediate filaments, they form the cytoskeleton. 

90 bpm
partially aeletoric
C   H/F#   D/F#   fm/Ab  
C/E    am    A/C#    G6  


Hybrid Symphony Nr°5 - Cellular City

Sagrada µ-icrotubula

Staying Out

DJ FanjoG - Tropical Rhythm (Casablanca Edit)

Political situation of the UK. struggling. 

NET ZERO HERO

After all the highs and lows, I realized my biggest fear is just... myself.

This is a story about trying to find peace by isolating, only to feel the world constantly pulling me back in. It’s about that feeling of being stuck in a system you can’t break out of, where every interaction drains energy you don't have. Freezing up instead of living. Scared of myself, when I should be taking care of myself.

Far From Perfect

On the Georgia Guidestones, and their recent demise. 
Instrumental, Production by Oussama Arichi 
Guitar by Single Use & Recycled: https://soundcloud.com/user-995867230
Vocals, Lyrics, Mix by Nadia Selvaggi

Age of Reason by Oussama Arichi & Nadia Selvaggi w/ Single Use & Recycled

Merry Christmas! - Short Movie main theme. Now on Fetchflix

Yep. Thanks to Donald Grinch Trump. The wealthy Americans are wealthier than ever and the unwealthy Americans gets poorer than ever. Should that bad movie ends once and for all. 

I wish you a Christmas in hell Donald and the worst rating in the US history until november 2026. I am sure I am not the only one dreaming about it.

And for all my dearest listeners I wish you the best you can hope for.

Music: Syrel
Photography: Meta AI

Musical Note: You may find a bit of inspiration from "O Magnum Mysterium" composed by Morten Lauridsen. However, his masterpiece is much better than my little music.

Merry Christmas!

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Need change - going into the depths.

Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, Trip Hop, Lofi, Chillhop so occasionally I'll release something off-beat.

------ Past-Tense Shenanigans ------

Born in the dust-filled vibes of a ‘90s apartment, Grass Patch Bum started spinning records back when vinyl was king and internet cafes were revolutionary. Armed with a crate of vinyl, Grass Patch Bum dived headfirst into underground raves and sweaty house parties, learning the art of blending beats on turntables and (eventually) the "futuristic" CDJs. But the journey didn't stop there.

After taking a hiatus to dive into the world of FL Studio and dissect the mechanics of production, Grass Patch Bum came back stronger, with a repertoire of original sounds and the technical chops to match. Fast forward, and they've turned dancefloors upside down from Thailand to Vietnam, Bali to the heart of Europe. Now, powered by Ableton Live and a creative arsenal that refuses to stay in one genre, Grass Patch Bum weaves sonic journeys that blend groove, grit, and just a sprinkle of nostalgia for the good ol' days.

Catch him live for a taste of nostalgia, modern beats, Latin grooves, electronic melodies, and a wide range of liquid sounds. Whether it's a tropical beach in Thailand or an underground club in Berlin, Grass Patch Bum brings thems booty movements like no other.

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