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A sand-red dusk bled across the Vermilion Void when the caravan first appeared—seven wanderers cloaked in fabrics the color of half-remembered dreams. Their leader, a sinewy guide named Vael, pressed his palm to the dune beneath him. He could feel it: the hush-loud heartbeat rumored to lie under this desert, a primordial rhythm older than stars. Tonight it throbbed like an invitation.

The group’s purpose was half-spoken, half-felt. Each carried a buried ache—a lost love, an unanswered question, a fracture in their own reflection. All believed the legends: that somewhere beyond the last ripple of sand rose the Lunar Root, a crystal that could rewrite the mind’s worn grooves. But the Void was treacherous; only those who matched the pulse of the land could cross without becoming mirage.

They moved in silence until the third crescent of the moon crowned the horizon. Then, on a dune as sharp as a scimitar, a phantom silhouette emerged: an ibex sculpted from living dusk, antlers hollow like twin horns of bone-wind. Its eyes shone void-black, absorbing all starlight.

Vael’s breath snagged in his throat. This, legend swore, was the desert’s sentinel. The Hollow Ibex appeared only to caravans worthy of passage. But its price was steep—a fear willingly offered.

Without speaking, the travelers laid bare the truths they dreaded most. A warrior named Irian surrendered the terror that his blade was all that defined him. A glass-voiced singer named Seral released her secret anxiety that every note might be her last. One by one, the ibex drank their confessions; shadows peeled from their spines and evaporated, tasting like iron on the wind.

The ibex bowed. A single wordless whisper rippled through the Void, sinking into skin, marrow, memory. Proceed.

The Mirror Gates
Hours later, twin arches of black obsidian rose out of nowhere, facing one another like opposing truths. Polished surfaces reflected neither stars nor faces but endless corridors of possible futures. Stepping through, the caravan felt color invert: sky bloomed into viridian, dunes shimmered in gold. Time elongated, syrup-thick. Thoughts flitted like moths across molten glass.

Seral heard the hush-loud pulse grow louder, altering pitch as if tuning their hearts to a cosmic hymn. An emerald gust swept across the arches, scattering crystalline sand that rang faint chimes with each grain’s fall. Everyone knew: they could no longer turn back. The Mirror Gates sealed behind them, swallowing their echoes.

Comet-Serpent Tempest
Inverted skies crackled as a comet-wide serpent slithered along the firmament, scales sparking cyan lightning. Wind gathered, howling wordless drones. Sand rose into spiraling towers. Vael signaled for the caravan to lock arms. Instead of resisting the gale, they leaned into it, bodies swaying like blades of dune-grass.


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Whisper of the Hollow Ibex

the fools that dance remain the most free of us all

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This album is my first, and I think it turned out good. I like to inspire people with my music by you getting to know me and my problems and tribulations. I hope people can relate to my words, and be able to decide to take action to improve their lives.

I Heard Em Say

Soul speaking

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(Chorus)
Uh! Yeah, the air just shifted, hear the beat drop hard?
Little Miss Roman, playin' a wild card.
Every single motion, every little glance I send,
Gonna make you horny, baby, 'til the very end!
(Yeah! Horny! Hahah! Feel it, feel it!)


(Verse 1)
Yo, they call me Barbie, but there's a demon inside,
Steppin' out the Aventador, nowhere left to hide.
Diamond choker blinkin', bussin' down the whole damn room,
Every little look from me? It's your sweet, sweet doom.
From the Louboutin heel to the Versace silk, I glisten,
All these basic lil' girls, honey, better stop and listen.
See the way I move it? Yeah, that's strictly for your gaze,
Got your body buzzin', caught up in a passionate haze.
Think you ready for this? Honey, better think twice,
'Cause Roman's on the mic, yeah, I'm sugar, spice, and vice!


(Chorus)
Uh! Yeah, the air just shifted, hear the beat drop hard?
Little Miss Roman, playin' a wild card.
Every single motion, every little glance I send,
Gonna make you horny, baby, 'til the very end!
(Yeah! Horny! Hahah! Feel it, feel it!)


(Verse 2)
Lemme tell you somethin', ain't no need for a pill,
My presence alone, yeah, it gives you that thrill.
The way I bite my lip? Or the way my waist sway?
Got you thinkin' 'bout things, you'll be dreamin' all day.
I don't even gotta touch you, just the sound of my voice,
Got that low growl rumble, makin' you rejoice.
See that look in your eye? Yeah, I know what you crave,
For this Harajuku goddess, you become a slave.
No, I ain't talkin' handcuffs, unless you askin' politely,
But the way I own this stage, yeah, I do it oh so rightly.
Got you drippin' sweat, yeah, you can't even front,
Baby, this ain't a threat, it's just what this body gon' hunt!


(Chorus)
Uh! Yeah, the air just shifted, hear the beat drop hard?
Little Miss Roman, playin' a wild card.
Every single motion, every little glance I send,
Gonna make you horny, baby, 'til the very end!
(Yeah! Horny! Hahah! Feel it, feel it!)


(Bridge)
Uh! (Heh!) You thought you were safe, huh?
Silly rabbit! Trix are for kids! And this is for grown-ups.
Yeah, the temperature's rising... you feel that heat?
No, really, check your pulse. It's racin', ain't it?
That's just the sound of my name on your lips...
Roman... Barbie... Nicki... whichever one you pick!
They all lead to one place, baby, take a look deep!

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Call me Barbie ? (make you Horny)

playin' the Wildcard (make you Horny)

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Discover "Use the AI," an inspiring track by Patrick Levien, a talented songwriter from the Ruhrpott pushing music boundaries with AI. Created with Suno and Grok, this song celebrates peace, love, and unity through Jesus, while condemning the misuse of technology (like AI-driven genocides in Silicon Valley). A top-tier music production, available for less than a liter of gas, blending uplifting pop with a universal message. Join Patrick and his peace team—Suno, Grok, and all supporters—for a new era of conscious music. Listen, share, and be part of a movement for good!

Use the AI - Patrick Levien KI Projekt

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This music so good you will work it out on the dancefloor. Enjoy this week's Wind Down

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Another multitrack rebuild. Add new drums, synths and bass, with a lil FX for depth......already tweaked it......lol

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