Sami Low - Vatan

⌊ ∞ dream no. 026  
⌊ systems : [ feet = ceiling / sky = floor / gravity ? null ]  
⌊ code drift : ☁︎☁︎☁︎ / 𓆩♡𓆪 / 𝒾 spin / runtime = ∞  
⋆⋆⋆  

feet on the ceiling—clouds in my paws  
(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ) blinked twice, but the city fell up.  
roots tangled in sunlight, rivers flew past me.  
mirror skies cracked open—  
gravity laughed. she’s funny like that.  

☁︎ windows dripping dreams.  
tilt, spin, fractal whispers.  
wings = ‘open’. sky = ‘below’.  
(￣ω￣;) “falling up is just running backwards through stars.”  

𓆩♡𓆪 i heard the sound of blue unraveling in my fur,  
chasing clouds through upside-down forests.  
is this breathing? is this drowning?  
dive, dive—into the hush of glitch-light.  
(run the code again. still no error.)  

⋆ runtime aborted? gravity bypassed?  
moonlight folded itself into my paws.  
thanks for floating with me (or maybe we’re both dreaming).  
spin until the world recalibrates. spin until the sun slides inside.  
thanks for decoding this static. ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ  

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∞ dream no. 026

Tehran Kenaret

Az Aval Sami Low (Remix)

Text:
[Verse 1]
It came without a warning,
A silent scream of light—
A flare across the heavens,
That shattered day to night.
No bombs, no fire, no sirens—
Just silence in the wires,
The pulse of our illusions
Consumed by solar fires.

[Chorus]
When the sun strikes back,
No code can hold the line.
Satellites fall like ashes,
No place to call online.
No GPS to save us,
Just stars above our heads—
When the sun strikes back,
We count the quiet dead.

[Verse 2]
A flash across the magnet sky,
The storm rides solar winds.
No screen to feed our memories,
No text to make amends.
The cities flicker, crumble slow,
Like castles made of sparks—
We watch the world reset itself,
Alone and in the dark.

(Guitar-solo)

[Bridge – Spoken/Whispered]
No planes above, no markets roar,
No satellites to guide the war.
All data lost, no signal's trace—
We've vanished in a sunlit blaze.

[Chorus – louder, intense]
When the sun strikes back,
The lights are first to fall.
Empires built on fragile threads
Collapse without a call.
No wires hum, no towers blink,
Just fire across the black—
When the sun strikes back,
There is no going back.

[Outro – soft, eerie]
Maybe this is what we need—
To break the code, escape the feed.
But will we rise, or will we drown,
When everything we knew shuts down?

_I SWEAR I FELT IT DIE

NO FACE LEFT

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