Hello, Phuse! Rae recommended me to listen to this track, and omg, I'm very thankful to her for recommendation and to you for creating this. Beautiful sound. And this work synths! while you say "was just plucking some sounds", well this is indeed resulted with all this meaningful background into something beautiful. For me this track is on level with top psybient artists. Also, nice voice overs is that you? Thank you for this track 😊

I had a nostalgic day today. As I was just messing with my DAW did I also need to write down some fitting words to my "random plonks". I was first not going to open it but my friend known as SolarRae convinced me others.

Here are the words in writing:

There’s something about looking back about glancing over your shoulder at the road already traveled. It’s like tracing the edges of a dream, 
halfforgotten but still vivid in the way it made you feel. Time becomes less a straight line and more a circle, a loop where everything you were, everything you created, still lives, breathing just beneath the surface.

It’s strange how the past can feel more alive than the present sometimes. The spontaneity, the spark of an idea, the way the world used to stretch out in front of you limitless, unbroken. Back then, there were no barriers. No walls. Just endless possibilities, like the universe itself was unfolding just for you. It’s as if time itself wasn’t something to be measured, but something to be played with. You didn’t chase it; you danced with it.

Those moments they never leave you. They echo, like stardust still drifting through the cosmos. You were part of that great expanse once, untethered, where joy wasn’t something you sought, but something you radiated. You didn’t need permission to be free; you simply were.

And in that freedom, there was creation. There was no need to justify or explain what you did. You just did. Life was a blank canvas, waiting for whatever burst of color you felt like throwing at it. It wasn’t about making sense it was about being. The act of living itself was an art form, unfiltered, spontaneous, raw.

The beauty of it all is that those moments aren’t lost. They aren’t confined to some distant corner of your mind, gathering dust. No they are still there, woven into the fabric of who you are. They pulse beneath the surface, ready to be rediscovered at any time. All you have to do is close your eyes, take a breath, and there it is like light from a faraway star, still shining even after all this time.

Maybe that’s what nostalgia really is. Not a longing for the past, but a reminder that the energy, the creativity, the joy it’s all still within you. It never really leaves. It’s waiting, always, like a heartbeat, quietly reminding you that you’ve been free before, and you can be free again.

Nostalgic

I don’t just make music—I shape sound into emotions and journeys. Ambient is my calling, but I never let boundaries define me. I experiment, push limits, and trust my instincts to create something that feels real.

I don’t chase trends, fame, or numbers. Music flows through me naturally, and I follow where it leads—sometimes into the unexpected. If my sounds resonate with others, that’s a bonus. But in the end, I create because I love it.

Peace 🫶

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