I close my eyes and imagine those green fields of Ireland, fantastic track

“Nine Songs of Tibet” 
It is a conceptual album inspired by the sacred colors, names, and spiritual symbols of Tibet. It is more than music – it is a mandala of sound, nine steps forming a circle of completeness and blessing.

The journey begins with the five sacred colors of the prayer flags:
Sky Without End (Blue) – the boundless expanse of the sky.
Whispers in the Wind (White) – purity and prayers carried by the wind.
Flame of Tradition (Red) – the fire of heritage, passion, and devotion.
Song of the Valley (Green) – nature, valleys, and the breath of life.
Golden Horizon (Yellow) – the earth and wisdom, foundation of memory.

It continues through the human heart of Tibet:

Zhuoma – a name shared by countless Tibetan women, symbol of beauty and compassion.

Jampa – a male name tied to kindness and noble will, symbol of brotherhood and nomadic life.

The cycle closes with two epilogues:
The Lake of Harmony – a sacred mirror where all colors, prayers, and names unite.
The Soul Returns – the free soul returning after ages, blessing the land with light and silence.

Nine songs – like the nine fields of a mandala, like the Nine Yanas of Tibetan wisdom – weave a musical pilgrimage through colors, names, landscapes, and the eternal soul of Tibet.

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„Nine Songs of Tibet” to konceptualny album inspirowany sakralnymi kolorami, imionami i duchowymi symbolami Tybetu. To więcej niż muzyka – to mandala dźwięku, dziewięć kroków tworzących krąg pełni i błogosławieństwa.
Podróż rozpoczynają pięć sakralnych kolorów flag modlitewnych:
Sky Without End (Niebieski) – bezkres przestrzeni i nieba.
Whispers in the Wind (Biały) – czystość i modlitwy niesione wiatrem.
Flame of Tradition (Czerwony) – ogień tradycji, pasja i oddanie.
Song of the Valley (Zielony) – natura, doliny i tchnienie życia.
Golden Horizon (Żółty) – ziemia i mądrość, fundament pamięci.
Następnie wkracza ludzkie serce Tybetu:
Zhuoma – imię dzielone przez niezliczone Tybetanki, symbol piękna i współczucia.
Jampa – męskie imię związane z dobrocią i szlachetną wolą, symbol braterstwa i życia nomadów.
Cykl domykają dwa epilogi:
The Lake of Harmony – święte jezioro, w którego tafli spotykają się wszystkie kolory, modlitwy i imiona.
The Soul Returns – wolna dusza powracająca po wiekach, błogosławiąca ziemię światłem i ciszą.

Dziewięć pieśni – jak dziewięć pól mandali, jak Dziewięć Ścieżek (Yana) tybetańskiej mądrości – splata się w muzyczną pielgrzymkę przez kolory, imiona, krajobrazy i wieczną duszę Tybetu.

Nine Songs of Tibet

Body_2_Body

Sky Without End (Blue)
A song about the boundless Tibetan sky – the space that gives freedom and guides the spirit. A hymn to the infinite blue, where prayers ride on the wings of the wind horse.

Over the mountains, silence flows,
where the wind carries prayer flags in rows.
The sky is endless, deep and wide,
a boundless ocean, a living guide.

Sky without end, my spirit flies,
on the wings of the horse, through open skies.
Blue like forever, pure and free,
Tibet, your heavens shelter me.

Voices of monks in the morning air,
echo like rivers of timeless prayer.
The stars are candles in your dome,
this endless sky, my heart’s true home.

Sky without end, my spirit flies,
on the wings of the horse, through open skies.
Blue like forever, pure and free,
Tibet, your heavens shelter me.

Mountains rise, but still I see,
the sky’s embrace surrounding me.
Every breath, a sacred song,
in this blue, I belong.

Sky without end, my spirit flies,
on the wings of the horse, through open skies.
Blue like forever, pure and free,
Tibet, your heavens shelter me.

Sky Without End

A parody of life with my family 😂


A wee lass said tae me just yesterd’y 
Ye can choose a mate but no yer DNA 
Yer maw’s a screamer yer da’s a loon 
And yer uncle Tam’s been barred fae the toon  

You can pick yer pals but no yer family 
They're like tatties Ye get what ye see 
Some are braw Some are daft as can be 
You can pick yer pals but no yer family

Pals .mp3

Whispers in the Wind (White)
A gentle song about purity and prayers carried by the wind. Every whisper is a promise, as the air connects hearts across the mountains.

Whispers in the Wind

Flame of Tradition (Red)
The flame of butter lamps in monasteries, passed from generation to generation. The fire of Tibetan tradition that lights the way and never fades.

Flame of Tradition

Song of the Valley (Green)

A joyful song of valleys, pastures, and life in harmony with nature. Green is the color of hope, and the valley becomes a place where the earth itself sings.


Green fields awaken with the morning light,
the yaks are roaming, the river is bright.
Children are laughing, the mountains reply,
a valley of song beneath the sky.

Song of the valley, tender and true,
a hymn of the earth in colors of you.
Tibet, your meadows, your rivers so free,
forever you’re singing inside of me.

Whispers of forests, the dance of the rain,
life is returning again and again.
Every leaf carries a prayer to the air,
a promise of hope, a gift to share.

Song of the valley, tender and true,
a hymn of the earth in colors of you.
Tibet, your meadows, your rivers so free,
forever you’re singing inside of me.

From seed to blossom, from root to tree,
your spirit of green flows endlessly.

Song of the valley, tender and true,
a hymn of the earth in colors of you.
Tibet, your meadows, your rivers so free,
forever you’re singing inside of me.

Song of the Valley

Golden Horizon (Yellow)
A hymn to the earth as Tibet’s foundation – stable, wise, and eternal. The golden horizon shines with the timeless light of wisdom and tradition.


Golden fields beneath the mountain sun,
the earth remembers where we’ve begun.
Every stone, every grain of sand,
is the heartbeat of this land.

Golden horizon, steady and wide,
the spirit of Tibet will never hide.
Strong as the mountains, ancient and true,
the wisdom of earth is shining through.

Monks in saffron robes bow low,
their chants like rivers, steady flow.
The soil is sacred, the past remains,
a heritage carved in the veins.

Golden horizon, steady and wide,
the spirit of Tibet will never hide.
Strong as the mountains, ancient and true,
the wisdom of earth is shining through.

Through time and change, the earth will stay,
a guiding light, a golden way.
Nangsal Drolma, bright and near,
your radiant compassion is always here.

Golden horizon, steady and wide,
the spirit of Tibet will never hide.
Strong as the mountains, ancient and true,
Nangsal Drolma, we sing to you.

Golden Horizon

I owe my entire professional career to copywriting. writing was an obvious choice, as I had always sat down regularly to just put into words whatever came to mind like a madman with four fingers on my little travel typewriter. just like before, the following was written spontaneously, in pure rage, from the gut, without thinking. translated directly into english using DeepL.

©lyrics and additional rhythm guitar by Hans-Michael Albers, music & vocal performance by suno 5

what kind of contagious madness is this, that spreads so blatantly in our minds like the furiously of a raging ulcer of grotesque insanity, all-consuming hatred, reality-distorting prejudices, and fucking self-importance? who unleashed these bloody killers of common sense, who understands nothing but twists everything, turning the dumbest idiots into smug heroes of an ideocracy that smashes everything and tramples every ounce of reason into the ground of boundless stupidity?

they laugh at facts like it’s a circus show, science gets ghosted while the nonsense grows, critical thoughts in a freefall, truth is in exile, won’t find a home, gonna lose any relevance, reason’s a relic, buried in the dirt, morality's begging on a street of clones, the intellect retreats into ridiculous bubbles of romantic self-deception. the wise are silenced, fools got the mic, they gas up the dark and blow out the light, they sell fake news like a carnival prize, bouncing off the walls like echo chambers, they trade books for memes, wisdom for hurt, gold for glitter, sense for hype. they mock the laws of nature call it a game, spit on the caution ones, rewrite all rules, make the categorical imperative a rumor, a myth to blame for everything that ever went wrong.

is it all too late?

the old white man brings back his god of self-righteousness, who blesses everything and justifies every atrocity, no matter how abominable, his sublime image, the almighty world order of the master race, which can do whatever it wants as long as people kneel in church on sundays and celebrate their bigoted hypocrisy together. and no one questions the lies. they are the sacred idea of all existence, and now they are coming to take you away, to disintegrate your entire worldview, everything you ever believed in, they burn your compass and everything that gives you direction to protect you from despair and self-doubt.

this is not a dream, not a nightmare, not a bad drug, and not a horror movie. this is what is happening right now. it’s real. it’s fucking real. the most real reality you have ever experienced. you are not overestimating it; you are not a pessimist or a doomsayer. you’re not a wimp, you’re not a weirdo, YOU ARE RIGHT! and the only thing you need to finally get it, is that it's not too late to stop what we're becoming

it's not too late to stop what's comin'
now
‘cause anything not now is too late
‘cause now they're comin' for you
especially for you 
it's not too late to stop what we're becoming
it's not too late to stop what's comin'

Too late

Thank you very much for always paying attention to my track and taking the time to do so.  
I am always grateful.

Atlantis is the kingdom yet to be found.
What do you envision? 
What are you seeking?
May your imagination become reality!

 ”The Earth’s Silent Oath"
Verse 1
The sea whispers softly…
“You never held me in your hands.”
The earth breathes in silence…
“You never owned my lands.”

Chorus
This world is not yours to keep,
The air you breathe, the ground beneath…
Freedom is a fleeting dream,
A fragile lie in endless sleep.

Verse 2
The sky watches quietly…
“I have no chains, no kings, no war.”
The wind cries unendingly…
“You were never free before.”

Chorus 
This world is not yours to keep,
The air you breathe, the ground beneath…
Freedom is a fleeting dream,
A fragile lie in endless sleep.

Outro 
The sea, the land, the air… they wait.
Silent. Watching. Endless fate.

※I feel like I'm searching for someone.
This song is my innermost feelings set to music.




Admonition / The Earth 's Silent Oath

Professor Pezhman Mosleh – Iranian Composer – Poet – Writer / Cinema Philosopher and scholar in music history
Professor Pezhman Mosleh is the first person in is a pioneer in Iranian neo romanticism style. And according to SABC News (South African Broadcasting Corporation) he is inspired by Beethoven and Chopin in composing music. The Nelson Mandela World Foundation also recognized his dedication to Mandela, which Nelson Mandela himself had heard, and honored Professor Mosleh for his “cultural contribution to promoting peace and raising global awareness.” This work was also published on the website of the famous European newspaper, Le Monde.
According to the Iranian Cinema Press Agency, Pezhman Mosleh is a musician who intertwines philosophy with music.
The world’s youngest pianist, four-year-old Ava Sadeghipour, is a student of Professor Mosleh.
Comments:
Dr. Irvin David Yalom, one of the most prominent intellectual figures in the world and one of the most influential psychiatrists and authors of the 20th and 21st centuries, has written about Professor Pezhman Mosleh: 
"I've received many tributes but none touched me as yours did. You are both a musician and a fine poet. An eminent Iranian composer, Pezhman Mosleh, has honored me with this gift."  
Professor Rebecca Goldstein, a renowned philosopher and author and winner of the National Humanities Medal in the United States, has also spoken in a note about the beauty of the union of philosophy and music in Professor Mosleh’s work:
“Professor Pezhman Mosleh’s work is a unique music and an artistic treasure.”
The Nelson Mandela World Foundation also recognized his dedication to Mandela, which Nelson Mandela himself had heard, and honored Professor Mosleh for his “cultural contribution to promoting peace and raising global awareness.” This work was also published on the website of the famous European newspaper, Le Monde.
Mosleh is the only Iranian artist whose works have been described by media outlets such as SABC News as inspired by Chopin and Beethoven; yet, they believe that what pulses through his melodies is not merely a Western legacy—these works are deeply intertwined with the roots of Iran.
This mysterious interweaving of the subtlety of Western thought and the warmth of the Eastern soul is the very unique essence that sets Mosleh’s art apart from others.
"Music Information Center of Poland" believes that the music of Mosleh is close to Zbigniew Priesner’s works, who is The renowned Polish composer and creator of the scores for Krzysztof Kieślowski’s movies.
Dr. Ruthellen Josselson, the outstanding psychotherapist, researcher, editor of the APA journal qualitative psychology, has also said: “Professor Pezhman Mosleh is a true artist whose work touched me deeply”.
Dr. David Spiegel, Professor Robert Holub, Daniel Dennett and Dr. Molyn Leszcz —prominent figures worldwide—have also praised his works and ideas.
Yael Goldstein Love, American novelist, editor and book critic, co-founder and editorial director of the literary studio Plympton,, said: “The Prof. Mosleh’s work is deeply moving and beautiful.”
Master Milad Kiai, an outstanding Iranian composer and musician, says: “The great artist, Professor Pezhman Mosleh, have always been the pride of Iranian culture and music.”
Master Mohammad Nouri, one of the greatest singers in the history of Iran, wrote:
“Pezhman Mosleh is the voice of thought within music.”
Professor Mohammad Sarir, Chairman of the Board of the Iranian Music House, expressed his appreciation for Professor Pezhman Mosleh by saying:
“He is a master who has performed my works in a beautiful and worthy manner.”
He also praised Professor Mosleh’s valuable achievements in the fields of culture and thought, emphasizing their profound significance.
The works and activities of Professor Mosleh have always transcended the boundaries of art and have also been influential in the philosophical, educational, and social fields.

Reperformance of the Song Estrangements: Pezhman Mosleh

A new song......
Lyrics: 
In our mind is where it lives
In our thoughts and desires 
Wanting, longing and craving
This thing we all call peace

Throughout the dawn of time
We fight and conquer 
Mostly for land and gold
Not for this thing we all call peace

Peace is only a dream 
Peace is only a dream 
Peace is only a dream 
Peace is only a dream 

We argue and fight with one another 
For our ego we have to be right 
To seek compassion and understanding 
In our journey for this peace

Once we have what we have taken
We just are not satisfied 
The thirst for more is always there 
Not for peace, that’s just for dreams

Peace is only a dream 
Peace is only a dream 
Peace is only a dream 
Peace is only a dream 

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Image: revac film's&photography

Peace is Only a Dream

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A little poetry in this world of whores

My sister Cindy wanted me to write music for her. It is becoming increasingly hard to play and that makes me sad.  I have lay so far back in my powerchair that I can't see the controls. I can't tolerate sitting up, it's too hard to breathe. Some days I can't even get out of bed.

My son attached a projector to my computer so my screen is now 6'x4', and I have a small keyboard I hold in my hand. So I try to keep up, but it takes much longer to do anything. ALS is not easy to deal with. It's important to stay positive and make good use of the time I have left.

Something To Remember Me

un duo piano/clarinette pour une promenade dans ce parc familier, ici photographié fin octobre

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