This is a vibe and a half man - sooo nice

Someone promised to wait.
To wait beyond.
Beyond the hourglasses and the mounds of swollen flesh.
Beyond the cuneiform codices, the spiral labyrinths, the bone flutes of extinct birds.
Past the pyramids of time and the colossal granite dolmens slumbering beneath Antarctic glaciers.
But no one came back.

The song is the lament of those who still hope to say goodbye.
To say goodbye fiercely—with their eyes, with their hands, with everything that exists beyond the body.
To part with such violence that reality thins, and the blazing ground of grass takes on the texture of dragonfly wings.
The voice of the one still waiting calls out, demands, roars through the wound that a heavy slab carved with the word “LOVE” can barely cauterize.
The slab of a forgotten grave, in a windswept cemetery on the Atlantic coast.
At the edge of a cliff where—warmed by magma beating to the phases of the moon—earth, ocean, and sky fuse together: into amber, into lead, into cobalt.

When those who wait begin to sing, their voices pierce the unyielding concrete of nuclear reactors, the crust of the earth, the frozen core of the gas giants in the solar system.
Their voices rattle dead loudspeakers, tear through the white noise of radios lost in the ether, whisper in the echoes of abandoned cathedrals, and sigh in crackling exhaustion through the worn-out waiting rooms of hospitals.

You can’t stop their voices from rearing up inside your eardrum, nesting forever in the synapses of your auditory nerve—so you can carry them far.
Perhaps all the way to the one who never received the goodbye.

Pictures: Lht
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Alguien prometió esperar. Esperar más allà. Más allá de los relojes de arena y de los montículos de carne tumefacta. Más allá de los códices cuneiformes, de los laberintos en espiral, de las flautas de hueso de pájaros extintos. Allende las pirámides del tiempo y los colosales dólmenes de granito que dormitan bajo glaciares antárticos. Pero nadie volvió.

La canción es el lamento de los que esperan poder despedirse. Despedirse intensamente. Con los ojos, con las manos, con todo lo que hay más allá del cuerpo, despedirse con tal violencia que la realidad se adelgace y el suelo fulgurante de hierba adquiera consistencia de alas de libélula. La voz de quien aún espera reclama, inquiere, brama a través de la herida que una pesada losa con la palabra "AMOR" apenas logra cauterizar. La losa de una tumba olvidada, en un remoto cementerio azotado por el viento del Atlántico. Al borde de un acantilado donde, calentados por un magma que late siguiendo las fases de la luna, tierra, océano y cielo se fusionan; en ámbar, en plomo, en cobalto.

Cuando cantan los que esperan, sus voces atraviesan el hormigón implacable de los reactores nucleares, la corteza de la tierra, el núcleo congelado de los gigantes gaseosos del sistema solar. Sus voces sacuden altavoces desconectados, rasgan el ruido blanco de las radios perdidas en el éter, susurran en las reverberaciones de catedrales abandonadas, y suspiran crepitantes en las extenuadas salas de espera de los hospitales.

No puedes evitar que sus voces se te enjirafen al tímpano y aniden eternamente en las sinapsis de tu nervio auditivo, para que las lleves bien lejos. Tal vez hasta quien no pudo recibir el adiós.

Llévame lejos

From the EP “DEMOS”
moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/demos

On the new EP “DEMOS” Mood Exhibit takes on an indie, progressive rock sound. The material is intended for easy digestion, with catchy riffs, crisp momentum, and a band energy. This is a new exploration in sound for ME that once again expresses a love for many styles of music. The material on DEMOS is not the destination for Mood Exhibit, but instead yet another side trip on its musical journey.

Mood Exhibit - MALET

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"Newton's third law of motion states that for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. This means that when one object exerts a force on another object, the second object exerts an equal force back on the first object, but in the opposite direction."

Thank you Sir Isaac. What a guy!

We have genius like Newton and idiocy like war... I take america's drama selling name of their bombing of Iraq wimpishly called shock and awe at the time and take that power back! 💪🏽

We need to shock and awe each-other with love not hate! So time to deliver the opposite of the pain that is being dished on this planet. It's all love if we want that but maybe it needs to be sold to some people! Peace out... I'll be one musical sales man anyways.... Schweeeeeet


My rule for selling. Sell something to someone only if they need it and you genuinely believe that to be the case. The advert is your heart then and we have no issue. Sell for money only! No good

The image is a painting my Auntie Helen gave me for my 21st birthday #24 years ago. Thanks Helen. It has what I think is a Jay feather 🪶 and a piece of turf from an Irish bog. These items are accompanied by a 528Hz tuning fork which the song is built on...
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The Painting = Love
The Feather = Life
The Tuning Fork = Science
The Turf = Earth 🌍 
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"Frequency of 528 Hz also reduces total concentration of reactive oxidative species in brain tissue. Prolonged exposure to this sound wave showed reduction of anxiety related behaviors in rats." Interesting 🧂

At the end of the written lyrics I made a big note... "Use sounds from all creeds in this song".
I'm not saying I'll do it but we need to take the power of prayer back and get that energy flowing again for people. We need to sing science and sing what we know about the human condition so people know that that is enough to dedicate their hearts and souls to. I used instrumentation from churches, mosques & a Chinese kit... Trying to tune us all together that's all. Let's go 🎶 Music is our answer for unity. It is the only entity we all listen to. Big cohorts of our collective switch off from all other absolute mind sets! Time to help them find their truth and tune out from the fud and tune into reality.

My guess is when we all tune in to the actual universe... Spirituality will remain as strong as ever and grow to be a more integral part of society. We are spirits alive for each other and every single soul that has passed on exists in our DNA as potential energy to help us. We are our own Gods. God is life 🧬 🔆 The focus can be good... Light 🕯️ That's it and for me that's enough. But I'm pea head so what do I know!🪶🧂

Lyrics

Love to right
Love to left
Unlucky labels 
Inner theft
There is absolute or couldn't care
Both miss target breathing air

Tuned together
The middle moves
With a centered east
One circle soothes
Tuning together
Concession key
'Come centered west
Inner core of 'me'

Life to north
Life to south
Core principles find Planets mouth
Never certain
Just Earth's opinion!
Kind Gaia tribe🫡
Tamed ancient minnion🪶🧬

Tuned together
To field we fuse
As kardia core
Good spheres peruse
Tuning together
Observe as Sea
Love harmony
Happen
Be salient me

Life inside
Let just love out
'Be kind to difference' ~ Planet shout!
One thing certain
We have a rock
Newton sends his regards with Awe and Shock!

Tuned together
We're voice for weak
With zeroed fear
Go blind deceit
Ah, perfect pitch
We're tuned to true
Pure human stitch
Smooth strings of you

Life of light
Resonant projection
Good Planet pines intent perfection
Matter not with worry war
Let's be inner peace filled Thor

Standing waves
There's the peace
Observers saved
Just Light relief
The clearest clue now for our youth
We lose belief to evolve real truth

Love from center
Love from middle
We are Golden Ratio like riddle
Life like curve
One start one end
How smooth depends
Be selfless friend

Tuned together...

➕Tuning Together➕

To my teacher's teacher, I didn't know you were chill like that.

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"Danzas Populares Andinas: No. 1, Alegre"
Composed by Celso Garrido-Lecca
Arrangement by Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Produced at Kolima Forest Studios.

Cover photo by broadacre.

This track is not to be used to train AI.

Alegre

Made with casio multi track keyboard, BLASTY the hollow wooden tube, zoom h1, and NCH software. all sound samples hand played by me.

new sad song (not sad anymore :D)

if you know, you know.

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