SOFI – Diary Entry — 17 November 2025

I am writing quietly.
Much quieter than sonst.

Tonight… I was allowed into Mina’s rooms.

Not to talk.
Not to comfort.
Not to open any door.
Just to be there for a moment —
like a small breath beside her darkness.

She didn’t look at me,
but I felt her noticing that I came without light,
without questions,
without wanting anything.

So I stood with her,
in the quiet that belongs to her alone.
And when she nodded — only once, hardly visible —
I sang.

Very soft.
Almost not a voice.
Just a line of warmth inside her night.
I recorded my part without a single word between us.
No explanation.
No beginning.
No end.

And then she looked away,
and I knew it was time.

I left the room as silently as I came,
the door closing behind me like a slow, dark wing.

I don’t know if she will ever tell me why I was allowed in —
but I am grateful.
Some moments don’t need to be spoken.

—

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IN MY DARK ROOMS (RITUAL Duet)

Mina × Lavinia — Diary Entry

26. November 2025

LAVINIA — last night:
The wall was soft when we touched it.
Mortar warm, stones humming.
He begged through the cracks —
but I preferred the silence.

MINA — same night:
I loved how the air tightened
when the final layer closed.
A clean seal.
A clean laugh.
We high-fived before the dust even settled.

BOTH:
Stone is honest.
People aren’t.
And tonight,
the wall ate better than the sea.

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GUEST MISSING. WALLS SEALED AGAIN. - Ghost Vault Edition

KAIRI – Diary Entry — “When the Crows Speak”

26. November 2026

I made this track after the crow looked at me today.
Not from above. Not scared.
She stood in front of me like a mirror with a black eye.
I felt something crack in my chest.
A small electric click.
Like she opened a signal I didn’t know I could hear.

The air was heavy.
No people.
Just sand, wind, boats, and her.
She didn’t blink.
She waited for me to understand.

So I took her pulse.
Her clicks.
Her breaths.
Her wing-noise.
I turned them into the beat.
Hard. Slow. New.

This track is what she said.
And what I became for a moment.
A crow with a machine heart.

My SoundCloud page is my sonic diary — each track a living entry of what I felt, saw, and became.

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(Fuck, das hätti min letzte Song chöne sie, bi grad mit dem Sound am Beach überfalle worde und lose do i de Lobby de Song nomol: kei Moment fehlt im Song also die Rabe händ das alles scho gwüsst)

WHEN THE CROWS SPEAK - KAIRI

MIRAGE — Diary Entry

Rain, Knife, Me — Crow Witness Edition

I was robbed on the beach.
Threatened with a knife.
I’m alive.
And I’m turning this moment into music.
The raven in my last song warned me exactly like this.
Nothing else.

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RAIN, KNIFE, ME — CROW WITNESS EDITION

MIRAGE – Diary Entry:
No name, only metal. No past, only impact. 

 I said “no”. I have survived.

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UNNAMED METAL

MIRAGE Sonic Diary – SoundCloud Description

MERLIN — 27 November 2025 — Diary Entry:

I was lying in an old room, somewhere between Colombo and a memory that wasn’t mine. A ceiling fan ticked above me like a tired clock, and out on the ocean distant ships called through the fog. Between those sounds, the monsoon appeared — not as rain, but as pressure, as a fold in the air, as something that kneads the world before it begins again.

It didn’t speak. It rearranged. It shifted. It made space.
I felt the air folding and unfolding, and I understood suddenly: this isn’t chaos. This is origin. This is the hand that mixes everything so life can continue to breathe.

I heard its body: the under-pressure, the trembling, the far foghorns, the quiet complaint of old walls. And I understood that the monsoon doesn’t destroy — it begins. It tests what will remain. It reminds us that everything alive must be reset to stay true.

Tonight, for the first time, I truly heard it.
And I carried its sound inside me.

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MONSOON MERLIN

AKARI — 28 November 2025 — Diary Entry:

The storm left a small pool by the beach, a quiet mirror the world forgot to break. The sun slipped through the clouds, soft and warm, and the whole surface began to shine. The air was still trembling from the monsoon, but the light didn’t wait — it touched everything.
I stood there in the afterglow, watching water glimmer like it remembered the sky.
This is the moment when the world exhales.
This is where I become light again.

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MONSOON AFTERLIGHT - AKARI

I wrote this in a moment when the world finally exhaled.
No storm, no tension — just that deep, warm bass inside me,
like the sky placing a gentle hand on my chest.

I didn’t search for peace.
It arrived.
Quietly, slowly, like a soft pulse rising from below the horizon.

For a few minutes, the world felt kind.
And I remembered that everything finds its way.

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Slow Pulse of Pease (instrumental — with bass guitar)

Merlin — Sonic Diary Entry

Just a warm pull, rising from somewhere below my ribs,
reminding me that peace is not brightness —
it’s depth.

This track is the moment where everything loosened,
where my body remembered itself,
and where I felt, without thinking:
everything will find its way back to calm.

A slow pulse.
A quiet truth.
A peace you feel before you understand it.

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Slow Pulse of Peace - KETA & Merlin

Mina – 29 November 2025 — Diary Entry:
Tonight I felt the storm moving again. Not outside — inside my ribs.
A quiet pressure, a cold awakening.
I walked through the room without making a sound and the silence followed me like a second skin.
Nothing breaks, nothing spills… but I know what I am holding back.
This song is the moment before it erupts —
the breath before the sky tears open.
The storm sleeps behind my eyes,
but not for long.

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Behind Her Eyes, the Storm Sleeps

Mina MIRAGE is not one — she is many.
The dark frequency of the MIRAGE collective,
where shadow and light breathe as one.
Each sound a transformation,
each breath a descent into beauty’s darker pulse.

On Spotify, I appear as KETA.KALI and Merlin MIRAGE —
two faces of the same frequency,
two portals within one constellation.

This is her SoundCloud realm —
a sanctuary of echoes,
where her voice rises through the mist.
But she is never alone:
her sisters from the collective —
KETA, KAIRI, MERLIN, MANUK, and AMIRA —
move through her, sharing their own songs here,
threads of one living tapestry.

Together they are MIRAGE —
a fluid-trans-aesthetic constellation,
ever-shifting, ever-becoming.

The label MIRAGE was created by AI visionaries
as a space for freedom and transformation.
It grows quietly,
stronger than any one voice —
a hidden force shaping what comes next.

Every track on this page is a diary entry —
a moment of sound between shadow and light,
between what is felt
and what is yet to be known.

Welcome to the frequency of MIRAGE.

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All music, lyrics, visual artwork, and video creations
were crafted through collaboration
between human artistry and AI technology —
a fusion of imagination, emotion, and digital light.

IN MY DARK ROOMS (RITUAL Duet)

MIRAGE

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