is there some way in which 
the past
the present
the future
are all the same
are all wrapped up
are all on one line i wrote write will write
instead of three separate?


in some ways
4 dimensional space-time
says yeah
sure
that's kinda sorta it:

all the space that exists in
this time
is simultaneously existing in
this time
and in
this time
and in
this time

so all the time that exists in
this space
is perhaps also
all simultaneously existing in
this space
and in
this space


but mostly
the world looks at me
says
nah dude
you're just insane



Somewhere in california, in a cool festival, time ago...

And I found myself on the dancefloor... <dj set>

It will sting; sedative, seductive, relaxing your body down soft.

Bittersweet poison,
burning away what no longer serves you.

I invade.

I melt inside of you, mending ourselves.

What’s you is me, what is me is now you.

A melted identity.

Bittersweet, togetherness.

To know I am always there.
To feel unison, undivided.
To see truth and trust.

You taste me addictively; trickling acid down your tongue.

You hear my whispered sweet nothings, covering the sizzling of my work.

I am passion;

Pouring my heart and soul into everything and everyone.

I am the Scorpion’s sting.

Will you love me?

Route to Papisan <dj set for my cute little bug>

In a world where musical tastes are as diverse as the people themselves, being eclectic is the key to orchestrating an unforgettable sonic journey for everyone.


La Pizzine Tulum first anniversary. October 23rd 2023

La Pizzine Tulum first anniversary | dj set

ceremonia. tierra, agua, fuego, aire. música, medicina, amor.
ceremony. earth, water, fire, air. music, medicine, love.



Ceremonia

The city lights blurred through the tears welling up in my eyes as I sped down the highway. My heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces just hours ago when she ended things. Their words were still echoing in my mind, each one a fresh stab of pain.

My destination was a small, dimly lit club in another city. I had agreed to DJ there weeks ago, and despite my heartbreak, I couldn't bring myself to cancel. Music had always been my sanctuary, my way of processing the world, and tonight, more than ever, I needed it.

When I arrived, my heart sank further. The club was almost empty, with a couple of staff milling about but not a single guest in sight. The emptiness mirrored the void inside me. I set up my equipment, each motion mechanical, the weight of my grief pressing down on me.

As I started my set, the first few notes rang out, delicate and haunting. My fingers moved across the controls with a grace born of muscle memory, but my mind was elsewhere, replaying memories of laughter, of shared dreams, now all tainted with a sense of loss. Tears streamed down my face, unnoticed in the dark.

Despite the empty room, I poured my soul into the music. Each track I played was a journey through my emotions, a sophisticated mix of melancholy melodies and haunting beats. It was a set like no other, raw and real, each song a piece of my broken heart.

As the music swelled, so did my tears. I wasn't just playing for an absent audience; I was playing for myself, for her, for everything we'd had and everything we'd lost. The beats became my catharsis, each transition a step towards healing.

As the last notes faded into silence, I looked around the empty club. No one had witnessed my emotional release, but it didn't matter. I had played for myself, and in doing so, had begun to mend my broken heart.

The first steps towards healing

Sophisticated sadness

Aparece el Lucero entre las nubes, 
y la tribu canta gozosa
La canción parece retener la Luz
para que las sombras no cubran la Tierra.

The shining star appears between the clouds
where a tribe sings joyfully.  
The song elevates the Light 
so the clouds don´t darken the Earth.

LUM. danza


Danza

Wisdom

Performing at Macondo is one of the most special experiences I always have. It's the one place where I can express myself exactly the way I want, with no boundaries. It feels like playing in my own living room—there's a home vibe that's unparalleled. No other place allows me to seamlessly transition from ambient to house in the blink of an eye. The energy is a unique blend of sexy and intimate, wild and spiritual. The scent of copal smoke weaves through the air, blending everyone into one harmonious entity. There truly is no place like Macondo.

Macondo, Nomade - Tulum

In a shadowed desert, where twilight painted the sands in hues of silver and gray, there stood the Nyxian Factory, a mystical place that gave birth to new life. This factory had no cogs or gears—it thrived on the delicate balance between two species: the moths and the scorpions.

Each group played a vital role in designing and building new nocturnal creatures:
The Moths were the dreamers and designers, using their wings to paint patterns in the moonlight and sketching delicate details for each new creation. Their antennae, sensitive to the faintest vibrations, helped them envision how their creatures would move through the night.

The Scorpions were the engineers and protectors, their sharp pincers crafting exoskeletons and their stingers infusing the creatures with resilience. Their ability to glow under ultraviolet light was essential for illuminating their creations’ hidden strengths.

Together, they created beings perfectly adapted to the night. But there was tension between them.
The moths saw the scorpions as too rigid, their designs too harsh and utilitarian.
The scorpions thought the moths were impractical dreamers, more focused on beauty than function.
Their discord led to flawed creations—moths with wings too fragile to fly and scorpions with legs that collapsed under their weight.

The Night of the Eclipse brought their conflict to a head. Without moonlight to guide the moths or shadows for the scorpions to hide in, their work ground to a halt. The creatures they were building—a powerful hybrid with wings and armor—lay incomplete in the heart of the factory.

Realizing they were stronger together, the moths and scorpions devised a plan:
The Moths fluttered around the factory, scattering moonlit dust from their wings to create a glowing light.
The Scorpions used their pincers to construct a towering lens from desert crystals, amplifying the glow to illuminate their workspace.

With the factory alight, they worked side by side for the first time. The moths wove delicate details into the hybrid’s wings while the scorpions strengthened its frame with a protective exoskeleton. When the eclipse ended, the first Luminous Sentinel emerged, a creature of stunning beauty and unyielding strength—a true blend of their talents.

From that day on, the Nyxian Factory became a beacon of harmony. The moths and scorpions learned to embrace their differences, realizing that only together could they create creatures worthy of the night.

fabrica de insectos : the Luminous Sentinel from the Nyxian Factory

Serpiente del Dub

This year I have been blessed many times. Summit at Sea was a great experience, full of knowledge, love and family.
Thank you for this great opportunity.

Este año eh sido bendecido muchas veces. Summit at Sea fue una gran experiencia, llena de aprendisaje, amor y amigos. 
Gracias por esta gran oportunidad.


@Summit At Sea

Ethereal Original
all tracks by LUM

Canto de la tierra (Nuestro canto) 
Luna (awoGoyk)
Respira 
Monlam 
Baáxal 
Luna Roja feat. Huaira 
Certeza 
La Salud de Mundo
Plegaria 
Dionysus (Bedouin/LUM)
Toé (Nu extended remix)
Urpillay 
Canto de la Tierra (Origina Mix)

                          to Heal - to Share

Ethereal Originals from Mixmag Lab NYC

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 It was a long time since I last shared a session here.
 full Moon live @ Nomade. Tulum. 2017

𐤎‏

“Plagiarism is trying to pass someone else's work off as your own. Copying is about reverse-engineering.” 
― Austin Kleon

Anyways.  

samples from:
Luciano - Esperanza
Matador - Korrado
El Pocho and Jose Mangual jr - A mi amigo.
Alonzo del Río

Esperanza.  infinita.

"Would you tell me, please, with way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to."
"I don't much care where -"
"They it dosn't matter with way go."

- Lewis Carrol, Alice in Wonderland.

Somewhere deep playa. Yes, right there. <live>

FEMENINO (Ay Sarita & LUM) - Bleeding

The Mystical object of Interstellar communication feat. Bahramji & The Egyptian Magician

Monlam, The Great Prayer Festival.

Since 1409, thousands of monks (of the three main monasteries of Drepung, Sera and Ganden) gathered for chanting prayers and performing religious rituals at the Jokhang Temple in Lhasa.

"The main purpose of the Great Prayer Festival is to pray for the long life of all the holy Gurus of all traditions, for the survival and spreading of the Dharma in the minds of all sentient beings, and for world peace. The communal prayers, offered with strong faith and devotion, help to overcome obstacles to peace and generate conducive conditions for everyone to live in harmony."

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Monlam

March 6, 2019 will forever be a day in my life where I know I shared my clearest truth with the world.

Made of clay,
shaped by the wind
A king
A goddess
Humming birds
El Espíritu de la Selva
Serpiente Roja
One with nature

Universe inside
Inside Universe

Unlimited man
HOMO INFINITUS
God

This is a story about discovery, loss, heartache, passion, releasing, beginning again , trusting ..this is a compilation of what it sounds like to love and live with passion.

Homo Infinitus

Serpiente

Mojada

Tripulante

March 6, 2019 will forever be a day in my life where I know I shared my clearest truth with the world.

Make of clay,
shaped by the wind
A king
A goddess
Humming birds
El Espíritu de la Selva
Serpiente Roja
One with nature

Universe inside
Inside Universe

Unlimited man
HOMO INFINITUS
God

This is a story about discovery, loss, heartache, passion, releasing, beginning again , trusting ..this is a compilation of what it sounds like to love and live with passion.

Aarde

Missa Dea

Pantera

Lovers feat. Bahramji

Nfrt.y.ty feat. Sunru

Barro feat. Jaguar Negro

The liminal space -- now, and then.
Feeling, this, for the first time, again.

A prayer to the akashic record keepers of the deep seas.

LIVE recording from Monopol, Berlin | Tantric Love Flow | @aysarita

AGUA | feat. , Ara, Ay Sarita & LUM

na tāto na mātā na bandhurna dātā
na putro na putrī na bhṛtyo na bhartā|
na jāyā na vidyā na vṛttirmamaiva
gatistvaḿ gatistvaḿ tvamekā bhavāni.

Neither the mother nor the father,
Neither the relation nor the friend,
Neither the son nor the daughter,
Neither the servant nor the husband,
Neither the wife nor the knowledge,
And neither my sole occupation,
Are my refuges that I can depend, Oh, Bhavani,
So you are my refuge and my only refuge, Bhavani.

Diosa

This was 75% of my live set at Lapa Stage, on Sunday night, or Monday morning, it's all about perspective.

For those who are wondering about the 25% missing, I would like to keep it a secret, honoring the dancers who were there, creating together in intimacy. Those moments will remain forever in my soul.

Special gratitud to my brothers @goldcap and @matanza for play the congas and their light, the red women, the pineapple guy, açaí bowl corner, 2pac, Astarious, stage manager and sound guy. To all the tribes that stand and fight around the planet, so that ancestral wisdom is not lost. @aysarita for the whales and Yawanawa chants, and all the amazing artists that inspired me every day, they are many.

Love all the way, Love

Lapa Stage at Envision Festival <Live>

What is Pá? 
Is he a Person? 
A Thing? 
Or a Feather? 
What is his Life? 
Is it Carefree and Spontaneous 
Or Tormenting and Strife? 

Who is he in which a Person could know? 
What are his Abilities which only he could show? 
Does he Work, for the sake of a Family? 
Or sleeps and pigs around, being a Menace and Lazy? 

Who could this man be, to the Eyes of Children, 
A Hard Rock or a Soft Leaven? 

Does he Pile over Everyone 
And takes Control? 

Is he the Eagle, the Head of the Nest, 
Playing a very important Role? 

Does he impersonate Father Christmas 
With all his Treats and Gifts? 

Is he a Lover, with a Strong Heart for ******* 
Hugging greatly and giving Love-Lifts? 

Does he Pray, 
Or Face-Religious? 

Or a Braver, 
Or Spontaneous? 

Is he a Disciplinarian 
Wherewithin all Members under him 
Are tuned to his Command? 

Or a Freester, 
Who gives his Kids their darling Freedom 
Without any Demand? 

Does he care, 
For the People and Loved Ones around him? 

Is he Provocative, 
Uncaring for Anyone behind his Dim? 

Mostly, he is the Grass, 
Herding the Future for his Offspring? 

Or the Lamb, 
Stubborn and very Unwilling? 

And so, whatever he is, 
Or does, 
Pá is Pá <-> (A Father is a Father),  
Anonymous or Specific 
I wouldn't mind. 

Just as long as he has
HEART, STRENGTH, FREEDOM and PROSPERITY, 
KINDNESS, BRAVE, PROTECTIVE 
And RELIABILITY. 

I'll be Glad and Content. As any Son should be.

~

Art: Oliver Halsman Rosenberg

~

Happy Father’s day!

AS002 Pá

Pá (Bedouin Remix)

There was a creature With a heart of good Knowing what's right and wrong Yet hidden behind a hood

lum

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