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Ether (demo)

An ambient soundscape for the Electric Dream cycle

Electric Dream - 0.1

Everything Stays.m4a

every dawn contributes to dusk;
This is the nature of the world.

At night, as the sun hides from view,
Millions of minds rise from their bodies.
Their emanated forms,
Illuminated by desire,
Leave the warmth of the hearth,
And rise with airy breaths,
To wander the night.

Lonely is the night.
Each soul walks its own sacred shores;
Mingling with spirits:
Anointed and foul.

Holy spirits whisper secrets from the stars.
Their astral missives sail over slow waves,
Crashing over the edge of the horizon.

Curses spray salty violence
Up from the deepest depths.
They rise from a place so dark and cold,
That the weight of the world
Squeezes air from pilgrims’ lungs

Far from the sun’s warm rays,
Dreamers begin their lonesome journeys to the stars.

I spent years roaming the berms,
Charting each subtle way to infinity.
I dreamed in every moment,
Awake or asleep,
Until I knew every channel and byway
Circumscribing my soul.

With my eyes fixed on the heavens,
And the waters below,
I stared into the liquid crystal.
In that black mirror
I saw new myths to conjure into reality.

But as I dreamed of a new world,
The earth spun around,
And all my loved ones started on new paths.
Before I knew it,
My world was empty.

And so I cast these vacant lots to the wind,
And prayed this sacred stone
Would deliver me from evil.

Pain is fixed among the stars.
Constellations draw connections from distant luminaries,
Dictating the hours when flesh becomes unburdened.

In the day, the world becomes clear.
Anointed under the golden waves of the sun,
Heroes set out on journeys of the heart.
Holy swords leave their tombs of stone,
Ready to strike at the monsters and daemons
That plague the dreaming world.

Under these patrons’ wings,
Dreamers close their eyes
And wish on their own lonely stars.
They dream up new passageways
Across the sea of stars.
Digging deep below the surface,
They cleave the earth,
Divining new metals
To craft their own sacred tools.

We may share our scars in the light,
But sleepless is the night.


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