I recorded this on my phone with an Ibanez electric guitar, alone yet accompanied by the swirl of emotions, tensions & inspiration around & within myself - between a "rock & a hard place", if only levitation were an option.

May 15, 2022

A teaching from Saturn - Shani and Goddesses to you.

This helps you to prepare Shani Jayantii - Saturn's Birthday on 5th June 2024.

You can also use these tracks to connect with him:before the Birhday and on the day:

Om Shani -Saturn
Om Kleem Chanecharaya Namaha

SoundCloud: 
https://on.soundcloud.com/JTfdn9guaVorTBbw6
https://on.soundcloud.com/MENCyUiykhexwAFL7

Bandcamp:
https://lightoflion.bandcamp.com/track/om-shani
https://lightoflion.bandcamp.com/track/om-kleem-chanecharaya-namaha

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/2sEdkHu8DYv0WsemKPveb9?si=9c2db092584c478b
https://open.spotify.com/track/6kOe9YKPjvbN60ZsjddZPh?si=428abc0484f04489

About Offerings And Goals

Exploring the darker side of romantic love in the modern era. Influences include early British Metal and early American Gothic music. At times harmonically dischordant with a moody and haunting vibe

The One To Call (Live Version) - John Goldrust

Through Her Eyes is a haunting, cinematic journey into the heart of Silco, the broken visionary of Arcane’s Zaun. This  Silco inspired anthem weaves dark synths, pulsing beats, and soaring orchestral strings into a raw, emotional confession. Reflecting on his quest for independence and the cost of his dreams, Silco sings of Jinx—his chaos, his spark—who reshapes his soul through her wildfire gaze. A soul-stirring blend of indie electronic and cinematic pop, this track captures love, sacrifice, and redemption in a city of rust and ruin. Listen and see a tyrant transformed by the eyes of his daughter.



Through Her Eyes

I leave my flat and fake a smile
another day another trial
hide my feelings, don´t stay
it is not the end of the day

I really missed you
when you travelled eastwards
I really missed you
all summer long

Time Flies ( 2025 )

➕️Outra Noite Infeliz 
Pois eu não tive seu amor 
Só então eu percebi 
quanto dependo desta flor 🌼 
Quanta Solidão 
 

Quanta Solidao

Quanta Solidão

Welcome back!

We hope your break was refreshing.
Please, sit down.
Settle in.

And remember—
if the performance moves you,
clap.
Shout.
Lean forward.

Even if the performers can’t see you...
someone might.

In Act I, the band found flow.
They found an audience.
They found each other.

Now, in Act II—
they start to find something else.
Something echoing.
Something already written.

Let’s rewind a bit.
And a bit more.
And more, until the very beginning...

In the beginning... there were grooves.
People humming in fields.
Riffs passed hand to hand—
campfires, basements,
no owner, everyone's to claim.

Nobody wondered who played first...
They just played it better.

Then cold cables hummed.
Then red pens and lawsuits.
Then software, spitting out every note.

And still—
the melodies returned.

What we call “original”...
might just be what we’ve forgotten we borrowed.

Ava hums something old.
Something older than her.
Maybe it’s Lead Belly.
Maybe it’s Nirvana.
Maybe it’s both.

This is Test 9.

They chase their songs—
not forward,
but back.

And what they find is...
familiar.

Song: Roots and Branches

In dusty fields and backwoods bars
Songs traveled far, under moonlit stars
No name, no claim, just hands and strings
Roots whispered low where the river sings

Passed down lines, a little twist
Every voice left a subtle mist

Then came the amps and the copper wire
Old blues wrapped in electric fire
Six-string thunder, claims were staked
Roots wore new boots, but the ground still quaked

Was it theirs, or fleeting glances?
New riffs swinging on borrowed branches

How is this different? Tell me who decides
When echoes ride the winds of time
Call it yours, call it chances
We all stand on these roots and branches

Now modern minds, they mix and match
Splicing tunes with a nervous scratch
One note close, and the gavel drops
Branches snap and the music stops

When did we fence off the songbird's flight?
Ain't every melody born of night?

And then came the AI, spinning the thread
Patterns woven from the songs long dead
Just a mirror of the paths we've walked
Echoes talking where echoes talked

Wires and circuits reveal new dances
The same old tune on brand-new branches

How is this different? Tell me who decides
When echoes ride the winds of time
Call it yours, call it chances
We all stand on these roots and branches

Don't stop the beat, don't break the line
The rhythm flows through roots and time
From roots to branches, bold and free
Just how we like it-let it be

Test 9: Where Have You Heard This Before? (Roots and Branches)


Looking back, I see it now, and yeah, I should have known.
Just how much I’d miss you in those days since you’ve been gone.
It’s a poor excuse, I know. I never gave it that much   thought.
 If I could go back, you know I’m not sure that I would.
Even if I tried, I’m not sure it would do much good.
You see, I wasn't one to study - I never learned my lessons well.
I kept believing in forever, but forever fell.

I was certain that I had it all under control.
Never realizing that a big piece of my soul
Was floating away, disappearing right before my very eyes.
 I assumed that things would always work out just the same.
I consumed it all, and I accept all of the blame. 
They told me more than once, you know just how time flies.
But watching it in real-time, cuts it down to size.
It’s hard for me to watch, as the young me dies.

There’s not enough forever, and I think that I know why.
Everybody wants it, so it’s in such short supply.
And so there’s not enough built up to go around even once.
So, instead of giving all to some, and some are left with none.
All of us are limited in trips around the    sun.
The ones that slip away, you have no hope of getting back.
So, hear me when I say, don’t let it get out of whack.
You might as well be living ‘em good. That’s a fact.



Not Enough Forever

" CARRYING CODES "

STRAIGHT UP !

Uptempo rock song written, arranged & produced by John Hardman.
John Hardman - Vocals, lead guitar, keys.
Chris Glover - Drums
Lynn John Sheppard - Bass
Dave Rea - rhythm guitar
Artwork by Tristan Greatrex.
(c)(p) 2025 Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories.

So Misunderstood - Beats Working

Meditation and Spiritual Growth Guide

My spiritual name is Om Kleem Hum Gum Namo and I share teachings from Divine as songs to help people to start and proceed in their spiritual material path.

About Offerings And Goals

LightofLion