Mystical Romance

Intense (2025)

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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
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"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
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Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
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Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

Sign Of The Chimes (2025)

A fusion of my electronic work and Jack Morefields guitar work

Spiralling by Jack and Mike

Meditation in the Garden of Transformation

Visite des Elfes Sylvains

The stories I express are a very pastiche glimpse of many, many failed attempts to experiment with sound as tone of mind. In some strange way I hope they convey a vivid yet absurd journey. I resonate greatly with music that tends to induce some version of sadness. Not full on sorrow but somewhere between the realms of melancholy and whimsy. Like many of you out there, This has become an obsessive nightly effort to create something different.

OneKind- Push Me

Beneath the Bodhi Tree

We shall not rise until we know
Come noble truths
Salvage this show
Why do we suffer?
Why do we crave?
Say,
Cessation of desire to meet light old age

Prove pure path
The right eight show way
Good vision
Good thought
Good speech
Good day
Good livelyhood
Effort
Mindfulness and action
Weaved wisdom concentrated
Content has traction

To Dukkha debonair
Satisfied with real
Ruse rooted Samudaya
You suffer thirst by feel
Nirvana, be known
Nirodha find light
From Mārga
Our eight fold path meant right

Born beneath the Bodhi tree
Cyclic Samsāra sits
Transcience for fear food free
Karmic Dharma fits
Not torn with our time
Minded body synced
Not shocked
Transcendence through rhyme
Be harmonic miner clocked

We shall not rise until we know
Come noble truths
Salvage this show
Why do we suffer?
Why do we crave?
Say,
Cessation of desire to meet light old age

Notes 🎶

Key B Harmonic Minor
Tempo 33bpm

Instrumentation
-Vox drone backing x 4
-Vox Backing melodic x 1
-Vox Narration
-Vox Lead x 1
-Pads x 3 played on keys
-Acoustic Lead line

I don't quite believe in reincarnation of a single spirit although the discovery of DNA in a way sheds a bit of light on it being possible at least in potential code as traits that are passed on. They are either honed and retained or lost through long term positive or negative behavior and discernment of honest or dishonest action from our beings. Epigenetics looks to be starting to show that nurture, particulariy early in life actually enables and disables chemical signals in our genes. This has been shown in rats by a mother that licks her offspring vs a mother that doesn't and the different effects on those baby rats growing up and those scientists believe that translates to humans although they can't stick us in labs to prove it yet. So it looks like nurture may end up holding more influence then early geneticists told us and less is set in stone then we had previously thought. Epigenetics is a young science so it's difficult to make a solid reality from is so far but it does appear to have huge relevancy with our tendencies throughout life and towards addiction and habits. 

Whether we have a spirit that inhabits a body and fully comes back I'm not sure we will ever know that but I guess elements of past spirits and all past life does exist in our code at some level.

This has a lot more potential to bear fruit with our world of knowledge of course because we can actually teach ourselves what other humans think and have thought and what they did with their lives and make our own version of those truths based on our unique life experience.

This track is paying homage to Buddha

Buddha, as far as I am aware is one of the rare old teachers who said go find yourself and the power is inside you and around us. We generally escape the reality of ourselves with desires and indulgence in materialism but have the ability to find our true spiritual selves with discipline and an honest lifestyle. His main realisation was, we suffer, like it or not and his teachings allow us to not amplify that suffering with cravings or self harm but become one with it via a balanced approach  ⚖️  Re-living or re experiencing feelings from the difficult parts of our lives so they don't become a controlling factor in how we react to any situation seems to be central to finding that zen place where we can respond rationally to any situation no matter how trivial or significant. The reason I mention epigenetics and early life is a few scholars seem to allude to a lot of our problematic traits and strengths being born from trauma or solid nurture early in life and are not something we would usually medically consider when contemplating our own shadow searching for that oneness in ourselves...

So in that light I think rebirthing thought in our heads may actually be quite important to deal with any grief from our experience so it doesn't manifest itself as physical ailment from the hidden stress it causes us.

Beneath the Bodhi Tree

Inspiré par « Dans les brumes » de Leoš Janáček
Le brouillard descend des montagnes, enveloppant le paysage et couvrant les arbres de leurs couleurs automnales.
Compare:  https://youtu.be/1AvLRurOviw?t=83
Dédicace à ma chère amie et collaboratrice, Miranda !  https://soundcloud.com/mirandanat

Crawling Mists

Dreaming In Color

One Toe Over The Oriental Border

2nd song from the Call out on Fridays Collab plz enjoy, Yess I was drunk making this song RoCK ON!


disclaimer art is a freedom of expression so before you critique understand that.

life sucks ( IN A GOOD WAY *smh)

New music every month (love it hate it enjoy it :) 

My artistry comes from 6 personas in my head
These personas heavily influence each song

jo$hy - rap freestyle king (Highly likable in Rap)
Call out on Fridays - a Britpop band staring Jo$h
Josh- (introspective) rock, pop afro beats any genre (Josh loves to take risk)
JO$HUA! ( angry 70 percent) (100 percent) (grunge) (more so a flow or delivery )
josh from Flatbush (I'm Using all 5 personas) (very rare)
young jO$Hy & Young PATEK (Rap Gangsta, High ego, Expensive clothes)

my ad libs are "yeahhhhhhhh" (like im floating in Jupiter)
"whaaaaaaaaat?" (like im confused In Jupiter)

life sucks ( IN A GOOD WAY *smh)

Jo$h From Flatbu$h