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Pale Ontology

A Guess

T.A.L.K.

Light detected
Movement possible
No witnesses

Door left open four centimeters
Room is glowing like a rumor
Something hums, something blinks
Something dares me not to think
Glass balls holding tiny suns
Threads of light like booby traps
I don't rush, I never run
I revise the map

Every step a minor choice
Floorboards learn my silent voice
If it falls, it wasn't pushed
It was tested

Click, pause, lean-advance
Sugarplum surveillance dance
Nothing breaks unless it's weak
I'm just auditing the scene
Glow, stop, stare-repeat
Curiosity with perfect feet
You call this chaos, I call it proof
The room was never cat-secure

Boxes stacked like sacred texts
Paper smells like future mistakes
Ribbons lie about their strength
Bells are lying in wait
Something under something else
Promises a softer crime
I sit still and count to twelve
Then improve the design

No emotion
no regret
Just a hypothesis 
unmet

Click, pause, lean-advance
Sugarplum surveillance dance
I don't smash, I gently prove
What gravity was planning to do
Glow, stop, stare-repeat
Method over impulse, please
You call this mess, I call it data
Your ornament was past its beta

What if light is touchable?
What if sound is optional?
What if this was built for me
And you just didn't ask?

Click, pause, lean-advance
Sugarplum reconnaissance
One last jump, a minor slip
History revises it
Glow, stop, stare-retreat
Vanished paws, impeccable feet
You wake up, blame the night
I was never here

Tree survived
Presents learned something
I'll be back

Sugarplum Protocol (based on music by Pyotr Tchaikovsky)

Credits:
@cecilia-special @spacialcecilia
Vocals and lyrics

N.o.b.S.
Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Drum Production, Mix and Mastering

Eyes Of An Artist

Eyes Of An Artist (feat. Special Cecilia)

rockin off

While We Chill

A song dedicated to the first snow and the joy it brings to my boys.
This is the first song I actually play the drums, on my recently aquiered e-drums kit. Until now, the drums were the only instrument I didn't play myself.
I also made a video https://youtu.be/p3dNaWGJhoI?si=nZf-rUBkdqwddFz2

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A little current happenings piece

Lyrics:

Now listen all you swinging dicks
What I say will probably
Not sound entirely fair
But paying for databricks 
Is the data engineer version
Of sitting in the cuck chair

There once was a guy with the tism
Who was put off by offensive realism

And away down south at the Sigint station
They caught the threads
Of a high level conversation

The latest Simón Bolivar
was expressing extreme frustration

As a result of my signal failure
To quell a little dissension
I forgot to mention
I'm under attack by demons
With poor reading comprehension

The man up north, ventured forth
You seem to have something stuck in your craw
Now I don't want you to get uptight
Are you still a believer
In international law?
Cause at sixty-three 
It's marginal right

He proceeded to confide discreetly
We don't cotton to
All this retorting
About the mass deporting
He then rejoindered sweetly
With the taste of a sugary confection
We are remigrating in the other direction

Somewhere in downtown Caracas
There ensued a pretty good size
Altercational fracas
And the good El Presidente
Got snatched from his mattress
And the fellas had plucked their prize

The admiral on the scene gave a snort
While reading the after action report

I don't mean to be condescending
But delusional self confidence
Is the best moral support you can have
And the best sleep the target got
After his apprehending
Was lying on a slab

While gobbling his cereal
And quenching his thirst, this crook
Locked eyes with Bolton
In the prison cafetorium
And after that mental moratorium
The latter flinched first
Averted his eyes to his book
And did a deep dive on the material

You seem to have something stuck in your craw
Now I don't want you to get uptight
Are you still a believer
In international law?
Cause at seventy-seven 
It's marginal right
Baby yeah at seventy-seven
It's marginal right

Simón Bolivar / At Sixty-Three It's Marginal, Right?

Halena Morbida is the product of a middle age crisis. It is not about a particular genre, it's about the joy of creating music.

I use Ableton Live 11, Ibanez GIO electric guitar, Harley Benton electric bass guitar, HB acoustic guitar and acoustic bass guitar, Boss ME-80 processor, bongos, tambourine, cajon, and a bunch of different kinds of flutes.
 I am not a musician, I just fool around, while learning how to play my instruments. 
The artwork for the tracks is AI generated and the titles are chosen mostly using the method of free association.
Thank you for listening to my crap! 
Have a nice life while you still have it!

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