Love is war

MADE WITH VTECH KIDI STAR DRUM PAD PIECE OF SHIT
AND ZOOM H1
AND NCH

WHEN YOUR DRUM TOY IS A PIECE OF SHXT

S2S Fall Jam 2025 - Session 07

Solid Trip

The strings of the night under the moon
A sensitive nightingale touched.
Invisible in time with the surf,
In the bowstring of tight branches.

The night looks with a camel's eye.
It bares the damp foliage.
If only I could finish at once
With this night on the bridge.

On the bridge of the dawn glow
And blazing with hope.
Behind the fire pit from the barn,
Behind the haven of the ignorant.

Let her tulips burn
And not hide in secret places -
Casts of stars, the wound of the universe
In their tender fists.

Let the folds of the night burn,
Where the fireflies have gathered;
The fences of days that have died down;
Wreaths of erased memory.

Let everything that is sweet burn -
I stir up the coals of the night.
All that the heart has tired of -
Ashes to the stars I raise.

And fly after the fireflies
These dark verses.
Up - like night moths,
Weightless and quiet.

Past the dozing archons.
Through the smoking lilac.
Expands the horizons
Beyond the bridge the growing day.

Victor © Sea

Strings of the Night

Like an Angel

Let the Children Get Old

The loudest of silences enabled this evil
Extremists flourish with muted upheaval
Sorry little girls
Sorry little boys
Right wing demons
Big sam's funds deploy

Too, in the name of a king
UK is complicit
We have a proxy war to thin implicit
This will never end with leaders missing in action
They talking the talk
Then tow Likud line faction

To Isreali humans
You must stop them
They will murder all your neighbours
So your bloodline can pop in
You must protest this evil creed
This cannot be your founding seed
Let it continue and Hamas will grow
It may get renamed but guaranteed you'll know
Future Octobers a whole lot worse
Unless this Bibi bubble is burst

The whole world just said two States
And the right move in and say annex this place
The extreme of Jew creates anti semitism
So to regain friendships you must lose their shism
The longer you wait
The harder to change
To Tel Aviv now to remove Likuds reigns

It's genocide people
Getting worse
Just death
At the hands of a criminal
Your votes took a bet
You lost
Now get that scumbag controlled
Before he starts a world war
And stops more children getting old



Let Children Get Old (Poem)

Super Telegat

2025-09-17

abandoned tundra

For me, fog conjures up periods of quiet, interrupted by mysterious creaks, drones and transient melodies that appear and the drift away. I used the Instruo Pocket Scion (using my skin and not plants) to trigger midi instruments in Logic. At the forefront is the piano, which I imagined myself plunking away on as the fog obscured the keyboard and my hands. Hence it comes across as hesitant and unsure. 

S2S Fall Jam 2025 - Session 07

Incertezza Inc.