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Dj-kakes – Arriving-somewhere-but-not-here-porcupine-tree-kakes-re-interpretation................................

Life always finds a way.

After losing Ichu, I started reading about REM sleep. The more I read the more lost I get in this idea, what if we could REM sleep an entire lifetime. One sleep, one lifetime, imagine the possibilities, the different timelines, the different roads that can be taken and lived.

Is this possible, only one way to find out.

After reading up on journals, subreddits, different memoirs of REM sleepers we find out the different methods to REM sleep. It's a mix of music that triggers the mind to take control, of food before sleep that awakens the brain when the food is being digested.

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Arrival (Mose Edit) is playing in the background
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That's the trigger, I know I’m in control now.

What do I do? Should I open the door, the door that leads me to Ichu? Should I barricade the door, forever shut her out.

Flip a coin, heads I go in...tails I barricade. 
Coin is flipped but before it hits the ground I open the door, I’m going to meet her.

Door opens, the music changes, it's more emotional, it's very emotional.

**************Tinush Salehi - looking for that something is being played.
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I see Ichu, it's the same frame of what I saw at Chiringuito, but elsewhere, the airport. Ichu standing at the door, staring at me and I stare back. I smile, I tear up, fist clenched. She looks around and turns back… running away, she drops a note while running.

I sprint as fast as I can, I waited for this moment for a year, more than a year… but she is gone. I go to the dropped note. It's crumbled but something is written inside.

I nervously open the letter, the hardest thing to do is to go through something not knowing what's inside it, expecting something your deep desires want brought to life but experiencing something else, that you would not want too.

I nervously open the letter, hands shaking, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.

I nervously open the letter.

“I’m sorry Hamzi, please let me go, please love me always but you need to let me go. You are slowly killing yourself holding onto a dream that will never happen. I have moved on and I will always love you for what you have done for me, but we weren't meant to be, we can never be…

Please, let me go”

I noticed a few wet spots on the paper, I could smell her perfume. I could smell her.

We live through a hundred lifetimes, every lifetime just flashes by but ends up with the letter, with the tear drops, with the smell.
It's time to let go, even a thousand lifetimes has never changed the end, always the same.

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I wake up and notice a beautiful lady beside me holding my hand, I noticed my hand is old and wrinkled with age. I woke up after sleeping for 30 years, my niece beside me aged 36. Last I saw her she was just 6 years old.

I slept through the most important of days, mom and dad not there anymore. I slept selfishly hoping to live at least one lifetime with her. In the end I lost my lifetime with my family, with my beautiful nephews and niece. All because I couldn't let go.

I wish mom was here.

White light.

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The rustle of the stars - sleeping land playing the background as I near my end. 
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My niece talking about all that I missed, she fades away.

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Hamza Koya

Arriving Somewhere But Not In Askodakora

Wavelengths of different frequencies bring us information about sound, temperature or the image of the world. Through our senses we form a coherent whole.
That`s why we love the sound of bells.
The sound spectrum of a single tone consists of the basic frequency and several higher frequencies that are a full multiple of the basic frequency. Together they form harmonious parts of the spectrum.
The non-harmonious spectrum consists of partly harmonious parts which are not full multiples of the basic frequency. The non-harmonious parts are added to the harmonious sections of the tone and produce richer instrumental sounds. Another determining factor of timbre is the transitional state which enables us to identify the source.

Light acts similarly. All the colours of the world  fit within the narrow margin of the visible spectrum. The frequency values enable us to reliably identify their influence on our well being and performance. Light affects our state of mind as much as music. 

The circle draws to a close.

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