Saturday bangers yeah baby!
Watch a galaxy get forged in bass—can your subs handle the drop?
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Chronicles of the Mycelial Starforge
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Ixoa Morrow wasn’t born on any map you could fold. Raised in a comet-mining flotilla, they learned early to navigate by intuition—feeling gravity’s hiccups, hearing the micro-pulses between stars. The gift turned profitable: traders paid dearly for slip-route coordinates whispered in Ixoa’s half-sleep. Yet profit dulled into routine, and routine into restlessness, until a forgotten emergency relay in the Polychrome Drift flared back to life after four centuries of silence.

The signal was a single chord of ultraviolet radio mixed with sub-audible bass, more felt than heard. Ixoa’s synapses lit up like festival lanterns. They dismissed the autopilot, brewed lucid-dream tea steeped with mescal spores, and keyed in the broadcast’s coordinates. Engines groaned, reality folded, and the Star-Vagrant skipped across spacetime like a stone across water.

1 Portal Ignition
The relay’s origin teetered beside a derelict Stargate—six fractured rings penguin-stacked into an impossible hexagon. Its shattered edges bled violet light that dripped upward, defying momentum. As Ixoa approached, the light recomposed into a door—no bigger than a ship’s airlock hatch yet furious with gravitational hunger. Without ceremony (or even a prudent scan), Ixoa stepped through.

Density inverted. Bones hummed cello-low. The next breath tasted of petrichor, cinnamon, and distant thunder. Then gravity snapped back, and Ixoa stood on a glassy platform suspended over a cosmic canyon. Rivers of electric orchids surged below, their petals casting turquoise reflections that painted Ixoa’s suit in prismatic kaleidoscope.

A whisper—half static, half lullaby—coiled around Ixoa’s skull: Run forward; forward is freedom.

Trusting the voice (or perhaps the spores now blooming in arterial pathways), Ixoa sprinted. The platform unfurled ahead in modular hexes, assembling just in time for each footfall. Each step triggered mushroom bulbs under the glass, erupting bioluminescent spores that spiraled upward into constellations shaped like forgotten alphabets.

2 Acceleration Corridor
The path narrowed into a cobalt tunnel glazed with liquid equations that dripped like raindrops in reverse. Velocity gathered of its own accord; Ixoa’s heartbeat synced to a 129-beat cadence—the corridor’s hidden pulse. Walls rippled between dimensions. For a nanosecond, Ixoa saw every possible self: monarch, martyr, chorus line singer, silent monk. Each future variant winked out until the one who kept running stayed solid.

Mid-sprint, time elongated like taffy. Footsteps echoed centimeters apart yet stretched through parsecs of subjective distance. Neon glyphs flared on the tunnel’s skin, marking milestones in languages no civil lexicon had catalogued. Spore-constellations inside Ixoa’s lungs mapped these glyphs to emotion: courage, trepidation, wonder, hunger for the unsayable.

They burst from the tunnel as abruptly as a seed gun: launched into velvet void, spinning until inertia sighed and balance returned.


Continues on the website: 
https://grasspatchbum.com/2025/07/26/chronicles-of-the-mycelial-starforge/

#techno #hardtechno #melodictechno #4kvisualizer

Chronicles of the Mycelial Starforge

RiZLiX - Just Chill

Cool Funky backing track provided by Freddie Edwards ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cs1NwbZp2w
Inspired by the following presentation ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3nwdRIXGjc
POVERTY FOR PROFIT WHORES
You got your section-eight slumlords
Payday loans nobody can afford
IRS tax return skimmers
Corp’rate middleman breadwinners 
Gettin’ rich off the poor, poverty for profit whores

CHORUS
They gotcha payin’ more for a low credit score
Get behind on your bills, get charged more
Gettin’ rich off the poor
Poverty for profit whores

Yeah, they’ll get you by any means
They be keepin’ people on kidney machines
Foster children funds stolen by the state
Privatization schemes at your gate
Gettin’ rich off the poor, poverty for profit whores, oh

CHORUS
Payin’ more for a low credit score
Get behind on your bills, get charged more
Gettin’ rich off the poor
Poverty for Profit whores

[Music/adlib]

Oh, and the bigger the monopolies grow
The higher food prices go
They gotcha financing groceries at the Walmart checkout
Miss one payment the usury leaves you flat-out
Gettin’ rich off the poor, poverty for profit whores

So, when you take a look around the USA
All that poverty is somebody’s payday
And you’re one paycheck from livin’ in your car
Jude stole it all from your, your cookie jar
Gettin’ rich off the poor, poverty for profit whores

CHORUS
Gotcha payin’ more for a low credit score
Get behind on your bills, get f*cked more
Gettin’ rich off the poor
Poverty for profit whores

We gotta eat the rich to save the poor 
We gotta eat the rich to save the poor
Needin’ more pitchforks than never before
Gettin’ rich off the poor, poverty for profit whores
Poverty for profit
Poverty for profit whores
Poverty for profit
Poverty for profit whores
Gettin’ rich off the poor
Poverty For Profit Whores.

© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved

POVERTY FOR PROFIT WHORES

Mrs.Kernel | Art pop Mix

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The Enigma, Our Voyage - 
A Secret Journey Through Song, Poetry, and Philosophy
// Part 1
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lyrics written and narration provided by fictionalive
based on the original fictionalive drop 
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/the-enigma-voyage-of-the-veiled-lyre-a-secret-journey-through-song-poetry-and-philosoph

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felt, reflected, written, arranged, performed, produced and provided
by That's Bizzare @that-bizzare - another cinematic bella Italia espresso!
grazie mille, caro mio!

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artwork illustration handdrawn by Peter Uertz, Düsseldorf / Germany

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

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Part 2 to be dropped very soon
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dropped
Wednesday, August 27th, 2025
time - 9:59 pm, Central European
Hot Summer Time; Today, - not 
so so much so, good vibes in the air

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The Enigma, Our Voyage - A Secret Journey Through Song, Poetry, and Philosophy // Part 1

|| Ataraxia ||

[at-uh-rak-see-uh]
noun

Philosophy.
a state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety, especially as an ongoing condition of soul-fulfilling attainment; unconditional tranquility.
I’m not looking to achieve ataraxia—I just want a week (life) away from the daily grind.
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(Sometimes things are best when reimagined)
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Freedom is a state of mind
Happiness is a concept
You can create the life you love
Take control
Slay those demons
Break the bonds (addictions / fears) that enslave you
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Embrace creation
End (self) destruction
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Empower yourself 
Seize the moment
The time is now
🤍
Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/o2kGL-Ix66I

Ataraxia

Din plats i världen.wav

Spaced Out

Open for collab
Original free pic by Freepik

SOMETHING IS WATCHING YOU (Instrumental version)-(Dark&Drill)

2025/09/09
Title/  We love Magic-(TexMex Shaman & Khan)
words&vocals-Khan
drums, bass&keys ,guitar, effect&final mix, mastered-tex Mex Shaman(URLhttps://soundcloud.com/texmex-shaman)
Art work/FIG
This is a wonderful Rock spirit piece of work us Tex MexShaman and me.
TexMex Shaman has taken me out of my comfort zone!
Not only that It's good to I sing in honor of Janis Joplin ,Whom I adore. I couldn't have done it without Him,  Thank you so much! Have fun

lyrics
Kids caught between magic and real life
Just drifting no where to go
Kids love magic
Just drifting no where to go
Kids love magic

It’s same for adults 
I know 
No matter what you look like 
You are angel

Kids caught between magic and real life
Just drifting no where to go
Kids love magic
Just drifting no where to go
Kids love magic

Kids caught between magic and real life
Just drifting no where to go
Kids love magic
It’s same for adults 
I know 
No matter what you look like 
You are angel
子どもたちは夢と生活の間で途方に暮れている
子どもたちは魔法が好きなだけなんだ
どうしていいかわからないんだ
子どもたちは魔法が好きなだけなんだ
大人たちも同じさ
ほんとうはわかっているよ
あなたは天使だって
どんなふうに見えたとしたって
あなたは天使なんだ


We Love Magic(TexMex Shaman & Khan)

A parody of life with my family 😂


A wee lass said tae me just yesterd’y 
Ye can choose a mate but no yer DNA 
Yer maw’s a screamer yer da’s a loon 
And yer uncle Tam’s been barred fae the toon  

You can pick yer pals but no yer family 
They're like tatties Ye get what ye see 
Some are braw Some are daft as can be 
You can pick yer pals but no yer family

Pals .mp3

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Need change - going harder.

Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, 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.