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80BASS-TI feat. LATZe GALLi - Zwei Außer Rand Und Band

With little mistakes and so much emotions - but I was so fu**ing nervous to play my debut at this area which is my second living room since the last 15 years...

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Sascha Bertone 05.01.2025 Bissl Wüst Am Ende

Hard, peak‑time techno meets a sci‑fi visual trip—zero talk, full immersion.
Warehouse pressure, hypnotic bass, relentless drive—lock in and ride.
Acid sparks + rolling low end = peak‑time catharsis in 4K.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
Prologue: The Slow Name

Aethyra was not a place so much as a mood the universe remembered. From a distance it looked like a pearl bruised by starlight, but inside its forests the air moved with a will. Towers of luminous fungi held up the sky; rivers traveled as if they had thoughts about destinations; and mountains slept like old guardians who preferred listening to speech.

Legends said Aethyra had a Slow Name, spoken only by the world itself. The Slow Name was not a word, but a pacing. Those who tried to hurry it heard nothing. Those who stopped entirely also heard nothing. To hear it, a traveler had to move with the patience of growing things.

Orasha came to learn that pacing.

Orasha was Mirrorkin—tall and jointed like a reed, skin lacquered black as cooled obsidian, veined with slow‑pulsing lines of green. No one could mistake a Mirrorkin for a person of the common constellations; their faces showed no mouth, only a pane of reflective bone where gazes went in and did not return the same. Orasha’s gaze was kind. Behind that pane lived a voice that shaped thoughts into touch. A mantle of brittle light hung from their shoulders, and in the cradle of that mantle lay an hourseed: a small, living clock that grew leaves whenever Orasha kept still long enough for a single thought to flower.

On the third eclipse of the cerulean moon, Orasha stepped beneath the Violet Canopy and listened.

The world listened back.

I. The Gate of Amber Moss

The corridor between the first giants of the forest smelled like rain remembered. Caps the size of market domes leaned inward, each rim stained with amber moss that glowed as if lit from roots. Every step Orasha took awakened a chain of bioluminescent filaments, a path sketched in honeyed light that unraveled just enough to suggest a destination without confessing it.

The hourseed warmed. A leaf unfolded. Orasha paused and let it grow.

From the underside of a broad cap, a figure descended: a Kyr-monk, woven entirely of hyphae. It had four arms and no eyes, but its posture radiated welcome. The Kyr moved without touching the ground, buoyed on a cushion of spores.

You have the patience to let your clock grow leaves, the Kyr said without sound. The words arrived like damp wind. Then you may ask a question of the Gate, if you are prepared to wait for its answer.

“I am,” Orasha answered, by letting their mantle shift in a small bow.

The Gate did not look like a door. It was a section of moss that refused to show what lay beneath. Orasha knelt and placed both hands lightly upon it. The moss agreed to notice.

The world did nothing. Minutes went. A beetle with a glass shell tried and failed to understand Orasha’s reflection. The Kyr folded two of its arms, perhaps in prayer, perhaps in rest.

At last the moss sighed, and a seam the width of a breath unzipped. Behind it, darkness carried the smell of stone that remembered the sea.

You may pass, the Kyr conveyed. Remember: Aethyra answers slowly. Ask everything in the same rhythm you’d use to grow a garden.

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The Patience of Aethyra || Trippy Vid on YouTube

RT 054 - Track 04

Allerguten Dinge sind 3 :) Mein Set vom Free Rave Part 5 :) Danke für die tolle Stimmung mal wieder !:) Wir haben die Hütte wieder abgerissen !!:)

MuTzE - Free Rave Pt.5 @Zollamt Stuttgart

StockSteile Abfahrt im Bunker :D Viel Spaß beim anhören :))

MuTze - Mach Voll, Die Teller//An -Auf - und Abfahrt @ SchellewellerKeller

Das ist unser Liveset vom 26.12.2018, aus dem X-Mas Bunker, in Bellingen.

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Santa's X-Mas-Bunker

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RᴀᴜᴍGᴇʀᴀ̈ᴜsᴄʜ [𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖-𝕋𝕒𝕡𝕖] ➪ 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮’𝘀 𝗫-𝗠𝗮𝘀-𝗕𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗲𝗿 [𝟚𝟞.𝟙𝟚.𝟚𝕜𝟙𝟠]

IM BACC BITCHEZ, mal wieder eine leichte Brise von Vorwärts-Enstpannung aufs Ohr meine Freunde.

Engelsstimmen auf Teufelsbässen Vol. 7 - Vocal Minimix [128 BPM]

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