la solennité un peu bizarre de la voix sublime l'arrangement, top...

I really appreciate the storytelling...wonderful!

I can't help but exclaim how amazing it is. Your sound is full of charm as it transforms the sounds used by others into stylish sculptures from a different angle.

Message Intersideral A Ouverture Universel by NEO JIMO

MIAOU

This is the devellopment of January Dream - La Main. Drawing inspiration from a dream of a hand stretching to its limits in a bid to reach the unreachable, only to grow increasingly weak. Ultimately, the hand closes to recuperate its strength.

La Main - L'Élégance Fragile de la Force Cachée

Video :  https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Hwc-3g6brn0

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Updated 04/11/25 - spread the midi files out to take advantage of dearVR a bit better...

A Positively Negative Space

Here's another musical dream to share! I hope you enjoy it—though, honestly, I'm not sure what drives me to do this sometimes. This time, I ventured into experimenting with voice. I was a bit hesitant about publishing it, but then I thought, why not? After all, we're here to explore and try new things. Cheers to everyone!

A dimly lit city street. The air is heavy with waiting. The bus stop stands silent. Buildings loom overhead. I stand alone, my breath slow, uncertain—until I notice him. A man, all in black. Trench coat brushing against the wind, his short hat pulled low. His face? A void. As though he could vanish at any moment

Me: I’ve been standing here too long. The bus should have come by now. Should I start walking? If I do and it arrives, I’ll miss it. But if I stay, maybe nothing will come. What am I supposed to do?

The Man: Where do you want to go?

Me: I don’t know.
The silence wraps around me. He tilts his head slightly, as if seeing something I cannot.

The Man: Then maybe that’s why no bus is coming.

Me: What does that mean?

The Man: If you wanted to go to the sky, you’d take a plane. If you wanted to cross a lake, you’d take a boat. If you wanted to move through the roads, you’d take a car.

Me: And the bus?

The Man: It takes you to where you’ve decided to go. But you—you're standing still. The bus won’t arrive because you haven’t chosen.

Me: I only feel comfortable on solid ground. The air and the water—they unsettle me. But I want to face challenges. I don’t want to stay still.

The Man: Then go. Take the bus. But know where it leads.

Me: The sea. I want to see the sea.

A gust of wind. A low hum of an engine. My eyes dart to the corner of the street—and there it is. A bus. It stops in front of me. Doors open, inviting.

The Bus

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/KfD7WOiBd5g

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O//TXT_056 – Burn Until Silence
We no longer remember the exact moment the fire began.
Perhaps it had been burning for a long time, silent, invisible,
hidden in the folds of the words we never spoke.

We told ourselves that silence was protection.
That holding back was salvation.
But every unspoken sentence piled up like dry dust,
ready to ignite at the first spark.

When it came, the fire did not scream.
It did not destroy out of vengeance.
It consumed slowly, illuminating for a brief instant
everything we had buried in the shadows.
It revealed memories we thought extinct,
faces erased by time,
and promises we had let die in the waiting.

Then, when the last flame went out,
we remained alone, wrapped in a silence that was not empty.
It was a dense presence,
breathing in our place,
keeping what we had not dared to say.

Now we know that silence does not comfort.
It inherits.
And once it does, it never returns anything.

And when the ash settles even on the last name,
who will remain to testify that we ever existed?

Burn Until Silence

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Noise Cathedral 852 Hz [Dark Nature Concept]

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. 
Record Label: Shadow Glass Recordings 
No promoters I handle all my own production.

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