Proudly presenting Lost My Way—a cherished creation where mystery and melody entwine. This spellbinding piece radiates the transformative power of sound, with intricate rhythms and pulsating beats that echo like distant heartbeats in the dark. Soulful hooks and evocative vocals stir the depths, balancing raw emotion with unrelenting energy. A masterpiece that drifts between worlds, forever inviting the listener to lose themselves, and perhaps, to be found anew.

Lost My Way

Fili - The Bard journeys boldly beyond the familiar, where the ancient legends of the fili — the visionary bard and guardian of truth — are vividly reborn through the untamed energy of jazz. Swirling improvisations and lush, soulful harmonies ignite these age-old stories, transforming tradition into a living, breathing experience. Each note pulses with passion and spontaneity, weaving a dynamic tapestry that honors the past while bursting with fresh, timeless expression.

Fili - The Bard

Wilderness Whispers

Gradibus Furor in Dolore” by IA Konstas is an ascent through sorrow’s shadowed steps. Echoes of Gregorian chant—captured in a Burgos monastery—haunt its path, guiding the soul from unrest to stillness. Rendered in immersive binaural sound, it is a sacred convergence of ancient voice and modern ache.

Gradibus Furor in Dolore

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Mirage

Sandracottus

Human Drive for Multifaceted Achievement 

There’s something timeless in the word Babylonians — just saying it echoes through history with the weight of wisdom and leadership. Much like the name Alexander, it carries clarity, command, and legacy — passed down not just in words, but in the way we live, count, and measure time.

The Babylonians had a brilliant way of counting — not just with fingers, but with the joints and spaces in our hands — creating the foundation for base 60, a system both rapid and complex, efficient and elegant. It’s no coincidence that we still carry this legacy in our clocks: 60 seconds in a minute, 60 minutes in an hour. Why? Because base 60 fits the cycle — the circle — perfectly.

Time moves in rings. From the sun’s arc across the sky to the circular motion of celestial bodies, life itself seems to loop: birth, growth, death, and rebirth. Repetition is not monotony; it’s the rhythm of existence.

But here’s the key: within that rhythm, we must create variation. We must dance within the circle without being chained to it. 

As Robert A. Heinlein once wrote:

“A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.”

And it’s true. We are not meant to be one thing — we are meant to evolve.

So live your life as if time itself is your canvas. Let the circle guide you — but never limit you. Build skills. Wander. Learn. Surprise yourself. Disrupt the expected. Not to escape the repetition — but to give it meaning.

Because in the end, the circle was never meant to be a trap — it was always meant to be a dance.

Lost My Way

IA Konstas

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