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Ladat’s Support Aug’25 vol.2

Show Love 7

Three Pictures (playlist)

Original composition…Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Inquietud

Original composition….Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Genuflexio

Lúgubre

Arritmia

Bálsamo

Finished this mix a while back with a very talented artist https://soundcloud.com/alexkautzmusic. Please check his page out!

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BAKENEKO VOL # 2

Original composition…..Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Troubled

Je M'En Fous

With the teachings I share to you I plant a seed inside you. That seed is you.

Lyrics:

The Seed

With the teachings
I share to you
I plant a seed inside you

I nourish it with energy
so that it will
grow up
to a beautiful flower
or a gorgeous tree

That seed is you

With the teachings
I share to you
I will give an aim
to your growth

The aim is
to grow
towards Divine

With the teachings
I share to you
I plant a seed inside you

I nourish it with energy
so that it will
grow up
to a beautiful flower
or a gorgeous tree

That seed is you

Grow towards Divine

The Seed

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Funny Looking Flowers (Jack Miller) [06.02.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
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Funny Looking Flowers

Funny Looking Flowers [06.02.25]

Rock song written, arranged & produced by John Hardman
John Hardman - Vocals, guitars, keys
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Is It Alright? - Beats Working

I wasn't the storm
Wasn't the calm
Wasn't even the damn weather report
Just a line somebody skipped
while looking for the chorus

You kept a jar of sugar packets
from diners you don't remember
Me?
I was one of those
Sweet for a second
Then tossed in the glovebox
with expired maps and parking fines

I bought you soup when your sky cracked
You left me waiting on a Tuesday
A Tuesday, man?
The least poetic day of the week

You kept my jokes
but not my number
Told your friends
"she was... funny, I guess"
Hell of a eulogy

I was just a footnote for you
barely there, barely blue
Some flicker in the rearview
of a road you never meant to drive
Yeah...
I was just a footnote for you
But you?
You were a whole damn book for me

I made you pancakes once
You said you were allergic to mornings
And love
And me, apparently

You ever try deleting a voicemail
just so you don't memorize the silence at the end?
Yeah...
Me neither

I was just a footnote for you
just a scene that didn't test well
so they cut it in the final draft
But I kept your ghost in my guitar case
your laugh in the pocket of a coat I never wear
You were thunder
And I was...
a line break
Or less

You thought I was a footnote?
Baby, I'm the erratum
Printed loud
Page one
Right under your regrets

Just a Footnote

By pressing play
you agree to
1. Become a lifelong devotee of this artist
2. Stream everything, even the weird side projects
3. Comment: "Genius"
4. Buy vinyl
Even if you don't own a turntable
Especially if you don't own a turntable

You tapped the beat? That's binding
You laughed? That's proof of consent
By tapping your foot in a public place
you now owe me your attention
until my artistic phase ends
or I fake my death for press

No refunds
No complaints
No skipping the outro

Clause 7b: You will defend me in comment sections
Clause 9: You will quote me in arguments you barely understand
Clause 12: Your soul remains mine
in perpetuity
plus royalties

She ate the fries
He bought the fries
Boom - contract

Somewhere between ketchup
and that third laugh
she apparently co-signed
his entire fantasy

Her wrist brushed his wrist
now she's liable
for his unmet expectations
plus damages

Didn't read the menu?
Still binding
Smiled politely?
That's consent

These are the terms
These are the traps
You clicked "I agree"
without reading the map
No opt-out clause
No human review
By being polite
you said "I do"

Hired on a handshake
you just sold your Sundays
Your dreams?
They've been repurposed
for synergy

The job title said "Creative"
but it meant
"Copy, paste, obey"
You clock in?
You vanish
You breathe in cubicle gray

Your spine?
Company property
Your passion?
A performance metric

See Appendix D
for how to smile on Zoom
while crying on mute
See Section 19
on swallowing your rage
without leaving trace

These are the terms
These are the binds
You didn't negotiate
you were just being kind
Now your silence is debt
Your patience is proof
Your signature's inked
in the sweat of your youth

By hearing this
you acknowledge
All transactions are final
All expectations are assumed
All resistance
is a breach of contract

Thank you for your compliance!

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Boom Bap Krazy Ft. Avin - NEW TRACK

The alchemist spends his days in a sunlit workshop
He measures mercury and water until they stop arguing
He tickles sulfur until it bubbles at odd temperatures
He teaches apprentices to name flasks like rare books
He swears each tincture will sing
And this makes him happy

But when dusk arrives, he dons a different cap
He devours ancient books and mystical letters
He scribbles symbols on a board until they speak
And he makes weird music
Just like this

Transmutation

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French Toes

The Cats Pajamas

Der Schwellenwind (Auszug aus dem Buch "Schwellenwind")

Der Wind ist da, und er ist nicht zu übersehen. Nicht, weil er laut wäre – sondern weil er alles verändert, ohne je sich selbst zu zeigen.
 In den Baumkronen beginnt es. Ein Flüstern, kaum hörbar. Die Blätter zucken, als würden sie sich erinnern. Dann ein Ruck – nicht mechanisch, sondern plötzlich lebendig. Die Äste schwingen nicht im Rhythmus, sie verhandeln mit der Bewegung.
Das ist der Schwellenwind. Nicht Wetter. Nicht Meteorologie. Eine Haltung der Luft. Er weht nur dort, wo Dinge bereit sind, sich zu verändern.
Man erkennt ihn an der Grenze: Zwischen Schlaf und Wachsein. Zwischen Feuerstelle und Wald. Zwischen gestern und gleich.
Er ist mal seicht, ein Hauch, der wie Zuspruch klingt. Ein Kinderatem, ein Seitenwechsel. Er streichelt die Fenster der Wagen, und für einen Moment vergessen alle, dass Glas trennen kann.
Aber dann – kommt der Druck. Nicht Sturm. Kein Orkan. Ein gezielter Riss durch die Luft, der alles aufhorchen lässt.
 Die Bäume biegen sich. Nicht aus Angst. Aus Zustimmung. Als wüssten sie: Jetzt entscheidet sich etwas.
Der Wind ist nicht zerstörerisch. Er ist Prüfung. Er rüttelt nicht an Wänden, sondern an Ideen.
Zelle B – der nun nur noch einer von vielen ist – steht am Rand des Hofs und sieht in die Bäume. Er weiß: Wenn der Schwellenwind kommt, muss man hören, nicht antworten.
 Denn er spricht in Bewegungen, nicht in Sätzen. Er sagt:
„Ihr seid bereit.“ „Oder noch nicht.“ „Aber ich komme trotzdem.“
Und in diesem Moment – in drei Uhr Licht, in Glut, in Moos, beginnt die Umgebung sich zu dehnen.
Nicht nach außen. Nach innen.
Der Hof denkt. Die Wagen horchen. Die Schlafenden träumen anders.
Und der Wind? Er lässt los, nachdem er alles berührt hat, was sich erinnern wollte.
—

Die Fortsetzung folgt am nächsten Sonntag um 10:00h.

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Der_Schwellenwind

Astra (Daydream Mix) - Sasha, Super Flu
Catollopa - Anton MAKe
Starlight - Kostya Outta, Kamilo Sancleme
Fogbows - Maze 28
Transformation - Ilias Katelanos, Bondarev, Plecta
Chasing Highs - Kostya Outta 
Revelations (Das Pharaoh Remix) - Stan Kolev, Paul Thomas 
Voyage (Cristoph Remix) - Hernan Cattaneo, Hicky & Kalo 
Million Years From Now - Guy J 
XYZ - Deadmau5
Superbloom - Maze 28

Sam T Harper - The August Mix

More Than A Feeling

YOU REMIND ME

Late Night Picture Show

Original composition.... Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Saba’s Fate

Original composition..... Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Dulce  Esclavitud

Original composition..... Alejandro González M. ( Sabine Alexander).

Angelik Steps

Original composition. Alejandro González M.

Angelik Joy

Original composition. All music composed and performed by Alejandro Gonzalez (Sabine Alexander).

Le Petite Valse D’Astolfo

For the refreshment of the soul and the glory of God........My name is Alejandro González M. Born November 28   1970.  I am a  Self taught composer  from Xalapa, Veracruz, México,  and my   orquestra project   "Sabine Alexander".   
Welcome to a journey of the most uplifting sad music. 







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