Ederlezi (Czytanie z Siejanki)

Małe dzieci trudno upilnować.
Małe dzieci zaprószają ogień.
Każde wynieść z domu – dużo pracy
i niełatwo ogrzać je na śniegu
sześcioletniej siostrze.

Spłonęła pierzynka, a miałam was przykryć.
Po to po nią pobiegłam z powrotem, niestety.
Przepraszam za to zimno. 
Przepraszam, że mnie nie ma.

Mówią o mnie: tam leży cygańska księżniczka.
Pochowano pod murem, łatwo odnajdziecie.

Widywałam cię często, choć jakby z oddali.
Marzyłam, byś spojrzała, cóż, byłaś tą starszą.

Pamiętasz? Nie poznałabyś dziś dawnej Siejanki.
Moja siostra Joanna D’arc również cię pozdrawia.




Wiersz poświęcony  małej cygańskiej dziewczynce z mojego wczesnego dzieciństwa, która zgineła ratując z pożaru swoje młodsze rodzeństwo, podczas, gdy dorosłych nie było na miejscu. Dziewczynka ta nazywała się Siejanka Goman. Może znajdzie się ktoś z rodziny Siejanki lub osoby znające ten przypadek? Jeśli tak, odezwijcie się do mnie, proszę.

Ederlezi  by Renata Stefańska-Klar

Caedis Suite  III - Religio Amissa

Lonely Sparrow is an emotional synth-pop track about loneliness, vulnerability, and the quiet strength it takes to rise again.
Using the sparrow as a metaphor for the human soul, the song moves from cold isolation to hope, light, and freedom — reminding us that even the smallest wings are meant to fly.

Lyrics:

"Lonely Sparrow"

On a wire above the silence
Shadows dressed in winter’s grey
Feathers torn by quiet mornings
Dreams that almost flew away

The night keeps asking questions
I don’t know how to answer yet
But somewhere in the darkness
There’s a spark I haven’t met

Lonely sparrow

Hold on to the light
Hold on tonight

Lonely sparrow

Spread your wings
And rise

Stones instead of constellations
Underneath my feet
I collect the broken moments
Just to feel the beat

The storm is getting louder
But my fear is growing thin
I can feel the dawn approaching
Like a fire under skin

Lonely sparrow

Hold on to the light
Hold on tonight

Lonely sparrow

Spread your wings
And rise

If I fall, I fall forward
If I break, I break free
Every scar becomes a compass
Pointing home to me

Lonely sparrow

Now you’re in the sky
Born to fly

Lonely sparrow

Spread your wings
And rise

Lonely sparrow… rise…


Lonely Sparrow

The Deeper Dimension was born from a dream I had nearly twenty years ago.

In the dream, I was part of a research team descending into an underground facility built to explore the limits of reality itself. When we arrived, the station was still powered, still running — but completely abandoned. The people who had worked there hadn’t vanished in the usual sense. They had crossed something. A boundary.

Their experiments had uncovered what we called the Deeper Dimension: a layer of existence beyond known space, time, and perception. The researchers were still “there,” but trapped on the other side of an interdimensional threshold, unable to return — conscious, aware, and lost between worlds.
This track translates that dream into sound.

Cold synths and distorted atmospheres reflect the feeling of descending deeper, of technology humming without its creators, of signals that never stop transmitting. The Deeper Dimension is not a story with answers — it’s a transmission from a place that should never have been reached.
Some discoveries are not meant to be understood.
Some doors, once opened, never truly close.

Lyrics:

"The Deeper Dimension"

Sublevel zero. Power still on.
Automated lights scan empty rooms.
Names erased from biometric logs.
No bodies found. No sign of wounds.
Air is thick with recorded breath.
Walls remember what we can’t.
Something moved beyond the frame of death.
Something learned how we think.

Sensors fail where space bends thin.
Readings spike, then disappear.
This is not where absence begins.
This is where they’re still here.

They are not dead.
They are not gone.
They crossed a threshold we can’t return from.
Trapped in the deeper dimension.
Between the signal and the noise.
Still aware. Still listening.
Still without a voice.

Time degrades inside this place.
Seconds loop and rot away.
Monitors show familiar faces
Watching us in delayed decay.
They reached through layers we can’t perceive.
Forced the border open wide.
Now something else is learning to breathe
On the other side.

The machines begin to speak in errors.
Patterns form that feel like eyes.
This was never just a mirror.
It’s a passage that looks back.

They are not dead.
They are not gone.
They crossed a threshold we can’t return from.
Lost in the deeper dimension.
Where identity breaks down.
Still conscious. Still observing.
Still nowhere to be found.

If you hear them, don’t respond.
If you see them, don’t get close.
They wear the shape of who they were
But something else is at the core.
The boundary is unstable now.
Containment failed inside our minds.
We didn’t open just the door.
We gave it time.

We are not dead.
We are not gone.
But we are no longer fully here.
Pulled into the deeper dimension.
Where meaning dissolves to sound.
Still alive. Still transmitting.
Still breaking down.

Log ends.
Signal persists.
Do not follow.



The Deeper Dimension

Space ambient music inspired by visualizations of travel through the cosmos. 

Through the Cosmos

Odyssey IX

"A restless heart wanders because it remembers a peace beyond this world."

{dedicated to courageous and brave people of Iran ✌️}

Mix & Mastering by @bahram-dashtii 🙏

Restless Heart

You’re the twinkle in my eye
My wee star on a Hebridean night
You’re the kettle on at half past four
The muddy boots at my front door

You’re the twinkle in my eye
You’re the sunshine in the sky
Just say yes
Just say aye
Be the thistle by my side
You’re the twinkle in my eye (oh my)

You’re the tartan round my shoulder
The laugh when the hill gets steeper
You’re the fire in the stone-built room
The last dram I pour
And keep for you

You’re the twinkle in my eye
You’re the sunshine in the sky
Just say yes
Just say eye
Be the thistle by my side
You’re the twinkle in my eye
You’re the twinkle in my eye

If the haar rolls in from the Forth someday
And the rain won’t let us be
We’ll hum old songs by the windowpane
Your hand in mine
That’s home to me

You’re the twinkle in my eye
You’re the sunshine in the sky
Just say yes
Just say eye
Share my ceilidh
Share my life
You’re the twinkle in my eye
You’re the twinkle in my eye

Twinkle in my eye .mp3

Credits Rob Thomas Matchbox 20 for Lyrics thank you. 

Forever 20 matches

This song was created and written by: 
J J Samuel
The production, music and vocals were created by: 
J J Samuel

#Pop #Dance #TropicalHouse #Latin #Hawaiian #ChillVibes #SelfReflection #ApologySong #MeditationMusic #GoodVibesOnly 🕺

Lost In Meditation 🌺🧘‍♂️
A chilled tropical house apology & reflection — snapping in the heat of the moment, owning it, saying sorry, and choosing calm to bring back those good vibes. Breath of fresh air for anyone who’s ever regretted words they couldn’t hold back.
Easy listening with a spiritual heart, summery groove you can sway to, and a soft close that leaves you lighter. 🙏
Let it go… come back to us… 🌴✨

Lost In Meditation

Snow On The Rooftops

Freaks In The Bright Lights

Composing 50 years.  You will find every genre here.

A note about AI assist:

Regarding all my instrumentals, I composed the original works and possess the original manuscripts.  

My compositions are the source material, and for AI assist where used, I create the prompts and style instructions (which is time consuming and require hours of trial and error) at suno.com to produce the final version of the works which I feel are best. What you hear finally is at times the best of perhaps dozens of variations after much work is put in to produce the final outcome.  I try to find the right balance between what I composed originally, and what I envision is perhaps a better result with the assistance of AI.  I also aim for a realistic reproduction should live performance ever be a consideration.

For songs with Lyrics, I am the lyricist in every case, and the music is built from AI where I provide specific instructions as to style, genre, tone, key, and so forth. 

Some tracks are exceptions to the above descriptive process, and when this occurs that track itself will include how the track was developed in its description.

Caedis Suite III - Religio Amissa

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