Singles 2021. sequences

Oh, little darling, you're a spire.
Floating on wires, up high.
No getting tired.
Oh, you're still buzzing like a queen.
Like a soda stream. 
Like a losing team.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Oh, little darling, you're a liar.
A soul on fire.
Crossed somewhere below the pyre.
You hid your secrets in the mire.
A slight of hand removes the choir. 
From the outliers.

Oh, little darling, how's your lows? 
A trip below.
To seek what we all know.
A month at least until you fly.
Soaring up high.
Goodbye to all goodbye.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what a bloody state.
Aw! the message grates?
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ending the dream.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Mixed and Mastered by Mariosyjp, many thanks! here's his link for anyone wanting to check him out.

https://soundcloud.com/mariosyjp

Count To Three [Mariosyjp Mix]

One of my heavier tracks...little experiment

Dark Quest

The pale moon which illuminates,
the characters upon the lake.
The quiet shades of evening on your bag.
The nodding of the loonies, who are walking out their pooches.
Just a-spoiling for a moment to be sad.

The day you die, the manuscript, the boiler plate, the sullen crypt. 
The consequences add up to a nag.
Oh, daughter of humanity, will you hold off the cads for me? 
I only want to look into your hands.

I'm only saying stuff to see. 
To speak.
I'm hardly buying what you seek.
Too deep? 

A defecating effigy of vegetating ecstasy. 
Which sits above, in judgement on the mad.
A devastated copse of trees, requiring its worker bees. 
To make the switch from honey t'ward the jam.

And there is not a potion made, which won't require trust to take. 
They take, to take, a taker of the tack.
Oh, tochter aus... isocoles! 
The ravages! the fenugreek!?
The dealers only dealing with the lags.

I'm only trying to replace. 
Two faced.
I'm only trying to be safe. 
In space. 

See, if I give you the best of me.
You'd never taste the rest of me. 
The value added, plastic tang of love.
Oh, yeah, happy is the wooing that's-a not-a long-a doing.
They will never want for anything. Harrumph!

All as above, is as below. 
You only trust the ones you know. 
The pages turn the wheels on the tram.
Oh, daughter of humanity, can you placate your dad for me?
A self-absorbed philately of cats.

I'm only trying to negate. 
Create.
I'm only wanting to save face. 
Too late?

Well, if I can not count your sheep.
How'm I supposed to get to sleep? 
There's only so much begging for a shag.
The nighttime rolls around you so, can't get in through the windows, though.
Why d'you hold my fortune in your hands?

The bitter queen is sent away.
Mary's mother blown away. 
A man must do his best to say he'd had.
Oh, tochter aus... personify!
Freude! shöne! gotterfrei! 
Who will pass the salt to save the sad?
Who will pass the salt to save the sad?

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio Norway.


Daughter of Humanity [Woods Studio Norway Mix]

Lyrics where given through me by Goddesses as a message for you!

The words came from Divine with the energy inside and so was the background music chosen.

The Divine energy - my God Family works through me also like this.

These songs are meant to people in the need of this energy to help them in their life.

Path Of Love

Bandcamp

First day on campus, she's a sight to behold,
A brilliant new professor, ambitions untold.
In corridors searching, her office unfound,
She spots a veteran, wisdom profound.
Yet his query arises with a patronizing hiss,
"Excuse me, but are you a student, dear miss?"

Constantly doubted, pushed to the side,
Her worth and work, she wears with pride.
With a glance that signifies, truly and gracefully,
gently she rectifies, "It's Doctor, actually!"

A rising star in her scientific spheres,
She returns to her hometown for holiday cheers.
Kin and neighbors, with inquisitive stares,
Cloak their unsought counsel in old-fashioned airs.
Their prying feels trivial, but hard to dismiss,
"Why don’t you start a family, dear miss?"

Constantly doubted, pushed to the side,
Her worth and work, she wears with pride.
With a glance that signifies, truly and gracefully,
gently she rectifies, "It's Doctor, actually!"

On a plane, she revises her latest paper.
The man beside, assumes he's more than able.
Diving into topics where her expertise is plain,
With unsought advice, he starts to mansplain.
He mistakes her boredom for a lack of grasp,
"Too complex for you?" he condescendingly gasps.

Constantly doubted, pushed to the side,
Her worth and work, she wears with pride.
With a glance that signifies, truly and gracefully,
gently she rectifies, "It's Doctor, actually!"

Years down the road, her career soaring high,
She joins esteemed colleagues, seasoned and wise.
A renowned academic, she takes her rightful place,
Respected and equal, with poise and grace.
Yet one elder remarks with a dismissive sigh,
"Be a dear, fetch us coffee, doctor, if you'd try."

Constantly doubted, pushed to the side,
Her worth and work, she wears with pride.
Eye to eye, she refuses with dignity,
Her assistant notes: "It's Professor, actually!"

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"It's Doctor, Actually" is not just a song; it's a narrative of resilience, recognition, and the quiet battles fought for respect in the halls of academia and beyond. This melody tells the story of a woman who, against the backdrop of her significant achievements and the respect she commands, faces casual underestimation and stereotypes that seek to diminish her contributions.

In every chord, this song carries the weight of the overlooked and undervalued, celebrating the strength it takes to stand firm in one's achievements and demand the respect rightfully earned. It's a reminder that brilliance and leadership belong to no single gender or title and that every professional—regardless of their field—deserves to be recognized for their contributions.

As we share "It's Doctor, Actually" with you, we stand in solidarity with everyone who has ever had to correct a title, a name, or a presumption. This song is for the relentless spirits, the unsung geniuses, and the quiet warriors who continue to inspire and pave the way for equality and recognition in every workspace.

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Contradistinctions

It's Doctor, Actually

Made with the energy of Sun, Karuppaswamy, Aries and Goddesses during the beginning of the Vedic New Year.

So came this song alive like a flower from the ground with Divine energy.

The words came from Divine with the energy inside and so was the background music chosen.

The Divine energy - my God Family works through me also like this.

These songs are meant to people in the need of this energy to help them in their life.

Messages From Divine

My Divine Spring

Cocoa

La rue s’égaye au petit matin.
Je jette un oeil sur mes voisins.
La nuit fût dure. Mes rêves furent obscures.
Je m’en souviens. C’est déjà bien.

Mon capharnaüm ne cesse de grandir
Cela me rassure. Le vide est bien pire.
Je fais mon chemin à travers les biens
Accumulés de tous côtés.

La Rue Tronelle

Paradise

Silent House Of Time

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.

My Divine Spring

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