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COCOON II

JOYLIGHT

Joyfunksupersoul

Otherworldly

Title: RIVERLIGHT WITHIN

Verse 1
I wake with a riverlight running through my chest,
soft flow rising where old storms once pressed.
I stretch into morning with both feet on the ground,
call my own name, feel a clear, steady sound.
Every inhale crowns my courage with flame,
every exhale sends out a quiet new claim.
I walk through the doorway I once feared to choose,
leave old versions behind, step in colors I refuse to lose.

Pre-Chorus
I treat my story like sacred terrain,
every scar grows a garden again.

Chorus
I move in riverlight, golden and wide,
current of wonder carrying my stride.
I say yes to the truth that lives in my skin,
yes to the power that rises within.
I move in riverlight, calm and strong,
each clear choice turns my whole life into song.

Verse 2
I hold my own hand when the doubt tries to speak,
pour fresh grace on the days that feel weak.
I lay down the armor that stiffened my voice,
pick up presence as my everyday choice.
“Sí, oui, نعم, 네” — each word points ahead,
four small lanterns where my courage once fled.
I walk with my people in heart and in sight,
every shared smile builds a new kind of light.

Pre-Chorus 2
I trust my center to show me the way,
I let that compass design my day.

Chorus
I move in riverlight, golden and wide,
current of wonder carrying my stride.
I say yes to the truth that lives in my skin,
yes to the power that rises within.
I move in riverlight, calm and strong,
each clear choice turns my whole life into song.

Bridge
I call back pieces I left in old rooms,
shake off the dust, sweep out the fumes.
I plant new stories in soil I reclaim,
write every chapter with my own name.
I lift my gaze toward horizons that glow,
let every “no” make more space for my “go.”

Lift / Invocation
I whisper: “Rise,” and my courage replies.
I whisper: “Glow,” and my old fear dries.
I whisper: “Live,” and my path grows clear;
my whole frame answers, “I already stand here.”

Final Chorus
I move in riverlight, golden and wide,
current of wonder carrying my stride.
I say yes to the truth that lives in my skin,
yes to the power that rises within.
I move in riverlight, calm and strong,
each clear choice turns my whole life into song.
Riverlight flowing through all that I do,
every new day returns me new.

Outro
I lay my head down with my heart still bright,
trusting that river to hold me all night.
When dawn unfolds and the sky turns gold,
I rise in my story, brave and bold.

Riverlight

joyfunk rocket

[Verse 1]
I walk among the friendly faces, smiles that greet my own,
but older, quieter truths cut deeper than the stone.
It’s easy just to nod and wave at those who match my mind,
harder to extend a hand to those I’d rather leave behind.
The quintessence of devotion lives in radical embrace,
not the practiced, polite performance, not the mask upon my face.
I see gunmen in the shadows, terror breathing near and far,
hate-soaked hearts and sharpened tongues beneath the same dim star.
Xenophobes and bigots, zealots crowned by their decree,
right-wing, left-wing, moderate—each one still looks like me.
Us and them, you and I, we scratch these lines in sand,
and every seed of hatred sown moves swiftly through the land.

[Pre-Chorus]
Step gently, step gently now,
err on the side of kindness, take your vow.
The seeds we scatter quietly grow,
infinitely branching far below.

[Chorus]
What are the answers as catastrophes unfold?
Where do we discover them while histories remold?
How does it shift, this spiral we now hold?
How can I refine this moment I still mold?
Does reality stand startled on reason’s narrow blade,
ready to leap toward a season where our heavy debts are paid?
Have we stumbled into stories that we trembled at before?
No—I say no—there’s something deeper at the core.

[Verse 2]
I don’t fear some distant verdict raining from the sky above,
I fear the curses that I whisper, impulses devoid of love.
I fear the quick damnation of another breathing soul,
the way I point my finger outward while I stagger, half-whole.
Devout and strident voices on each side insist they’re right,
idealists and cynics both keep training for the fight.
Conservatives and progressives chase the same contested ground,
but quintessentially, the truth grows harder to be found.
I’m wary of the reflex that rushes straight to blame,
wary of the hex I cast when I weaponize your name.
The hatred that I harbor seeds the hatred that will spread,
the mercy that I practice turns to mercy I’ll be fed.

[Pre-Chorus]
Step gently, step gently now,
err on the side of kindness, take your vow.
The seeds we scatter quietly grow,
infinitely branching far below.

[Chorus]
What are the answers as catastrophes unfold?
Where do we discover them while histories remold?
How does it shift, this spiral we now hold?
How can I refine this moment I still mold?
Does reality stand startled on reason’s narrow blade,
ready to leap toward a season where our heavy debts are paid?
Have we stumbled into stories that we trembled at before?
No—I say no—there’s something deeper at the core.

[Bridge]
Domestic threats, foreign fears, all the labels that we throw—
have I searched inside myself to see what shadows grow?
We cry out “global crisis,” “the end times drawing near,”
but how much of that thunder echoes from our fear?
Reality feels fragile, teetering on the brink,
yet maybe we’re the ones who need to stop and think.
A season of reckoning, a sweeping judgment day,
begins in how we meet each other in the smallest, plainest way.

[Final Chorus]
What are the answers as catastrophes unfold?
Where do we discover them while histories remold?
How does it shift, this spiral we now hold?
How can I refine this moment I still mold?
Does reality stand startled on reason’s narrow blade,
ready to leap toward a season where our heavy debts are paid?
Have we stumbled into stories that we trembled at before?
No—I say no—there’s something deeper at the core.
(Repeat, with lines folding, circling more and more.)

[Outro]
Fear not some distant thunder rolling from above;
be wary of the woes you wish, choose love.
Be cautious with the urge to curse and condemn—
the fiercest foe you name may be the one within.
Quintessentially, quietly, again:
begin with how you treat a single stranger, now and then.

Friendly faces

VERSE 1
I move through the twilight hum, while the city drifts in dreams.
My rhythm threads the hidden arcs where old quiet softens things.
Echoes rise around my steps and guide my glow toward the moon.
I walk the seams between my lives and settle into tune.

PRE-CHORUS 1
Mystery trails behind my stride and opens what will come.
Past and future speak as one—my pulse unites their hum.

CHORUS
I flow like a wave through the moving tide, deeper than the shifting sight.
Stars lean close and trace my path, circling slowly through the night.
I rise like a wave through the ocean's tide, where embers learn to unfold.
Every hidden chapter wakes, where the new entwines the old.


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VERSE 2
Her stride moves fire through the ground; it reaches straight to me.
Roots from distant stories meet and merge inside my stream.
Island memory shapes my core; bright visions slip through dream.
I cross the layered corridors with light inside my beam.

PRE-CHORUS 2
Ancient courage meets my now and steadies both my feet.
Every step becomes a vow that nothing can defeat.

CHORUS
I dance like a wave on the open sea, rising clean through silver haze.
Joy lifts high in every turn as night hands dawn its rays.
I live like a wave where the timelines braid, past and future intertwine.
Every motion I release turns luminous—reshapes the grand design.


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BRIDGE
Glitch-bright pulses cross my path; new rhythm shares its reign.
Elders whisper from beyond; tomorrow calls my name.
The OmniBlend hums softly, rolling steady through the night.
Every echo opens roads that guide me into light.


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OUTRO
I float between the layered worlds with a cadence in my veins.
Inside the wave, I step free of every chain.

FINAL TAG
Waves within rise—then rise again.
Waves within lift every soul to ascend.


BRIDGE
Clouds may steal half of the sky, yet sun still rises high.
I release the need to win and find the peace within.
Yesterday no longer steers; today rewrites the years.
I lift my laughing face and meet my quiet grace.

FINAL CHORUS
I let go, let go—
and the world keeps moving with me.
When I loosen every hold,
greater wonders rise within me.
I glow here, right now,
with an open, steady mind.
I give love with every step,
and that love returns in kind

Echoes Rise

Intro Portal: NO VOCALS - instrumental mass invocation

Verse 1:
I honor what I don't yet hold—
desire keeps my future bold.
The empty shelf, the missing piece,
they push my restless mind toward peace.
Questions hum along the seam;
uncertainty protects the dream.
The things I'm lacking point the way
toward the work that builds my day.

Verse 2:
I thank the trials that shake my ground;
cracks reveal what's truly sound.
Hard mornings lift me into skill;
struggle trains a deeper will.
My limits speak in quiet tones—
guiding me where growth is grown.
Every challenge, sharp or slight,
polishes my inner sight.

Pre-Chorus 1:
Where I falter, I discover
how to lift myself back over.

Chorus 1:
Every shadow gives me form,
every burden keeps me warm.
I turn the edge of trouble sweet,
I shift the pavement at my feet.
I bow to times that stretched me thin—
they made room for strength within.
Every shadow gives me form;
I take shape through every storm.

Verse 3:
I praise the errors I once feared—
they marked the path that reappeared.
Each misstep whispered what to see,
refining who I'm meant to be.
When I'm worn down to the core,
purpose rings a little more.
Tired bones and heavy mind
prove I cared, I showed up, I tried.

Bridge:
Gratitude, my quiet spark,
turns every bruise into a mark—
a mark that says I stayed alive,
awake enough to grow and strive.

Final Chorus:
Every shadow gives me form,
every burden keeps me warm.
I turn the edge of trouble sweet,
I shift the pavement at my feet.
I bless the heat that forged my way;
it shapes the light I hold today.
Every shadow gives me form—
and I rise, rebuilt, reborn.

Outro:
I thank the miles, the scars, the climb;
they tuned my courage into time.

every shadow



I walk with nothing heavy, heart nor hands.
Everything I need travels inside no plans.
I let go of the weight, I release the past,
And find my way, with a heart that's free at last.

I travel light.
I travel awake.
I travel light.
I travel free.

I speak truth softly, like a gentle breeze,
Carry joy like a lantern, that shines with ease.
I move through the world, with a sense of peace,
And find my place, where love and joy release.

I travel light.
I travel awake.
I travel light.
I travel free.

As I wander, I discover new paths to roam,
And find my way, to a place I call home.
I'm still learning, still growing, still finding my way,
But with each step, I feel more alive each day.

I travel light.
I travel awake.
I travel light.
I travel free.

And when they ask my name, I answer with a smile,
I'm still learning it, but it's worth my while.
I'm finding my voice, I'm finding my way,
And with each step, I'm living a brand new day.

I travel light.
I travel awake.
I travel light.
I travel free.

In the stillness, I find my inner voice,
A gentle whisper, that makes my heart rejoice.
I'm letting go, of the fears that held me tight,
And embracing the present, with all its delight.

I travel light.
I travel awake.
I travel light.
I travel free.



Illumination Travels

Art-Official Intelligence:
Breath Frequencies (444 Hz)
Root to crown, love graces quantum existential matter—what matters most.

Archetypes Rise

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Ancestors conduct the infinite current.

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Every pulse a lineage of light.  
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Invocation

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breathe  
grin  
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every shadow

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