Le temps qui nous dévore

Running Out of Time,
Neon lights flicker, cities gleam, Yet beneath the bass, a whisper grows, Whisper of melting ice and rising tides, Of forests fading, of time slipping away.

Running Out of Time

La beauté est liée à la mort car elle, comme toute chose, ne peut pas durer et nous échappe. Plus on s’attache à la beauté, plus l’arrachement est poignant lorsqu’elle disparaît. L’attachement à la beauté et la douleur de sa perte sont inhérents à sa nature.

Beauty is linked to death because it, like everything else, cannot last and escapes us. 
The more we become attached to beauty, the more poignant the detachment when it disappears. Attachment to beauty and the pain of its loss are inherent to its nature.

Référence: Cinq méditations sur la mort de François Cheng


Fragilité

Independent electronic ambient artist, crafting immersive soundscapes that blend atmosphere with deep exploration of texture and tone. My compositions are shaped by the active imagination described by C. G. Jung and the vivid landscapes of my dreams, translating emotions into evolving auditory experiences.
Influenced by ambient minimalism and deep bass tweaking with VCF filters, my music layers rich harmonics, resonant frequencies, and fluid transitions to create enveloping and transportive journeys.
© All rights reserved. No promoters—I handle all my own production.

Le temps qui nous dévore

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