Exquisite & Unrivaled! PART 2 🌹💖💋💯💎

Conny

This is my whimsical impression of moving through dream states.

At some point during our REM state,
we may move from free floating imagery
to suddenly crystalizing within a lucid state...while it lasts.

Upon this startling realization,
that nothing could seem so real,
it also begins to appear
that this new reality soon slips back 
into the mundane fare of dreamscapes...

and suddenly we arrive in Alpha,
when we are realigning with consensus reality,
where we believe everyone is sharing the same dream.


Image by:
https://unsplash.com/@mo_design_3d

From REM To Alpha

“Dip”
Ambient/Lofi track from my LOFI LAB.
Cover photo: Arpad Kajel www.facebook.com/arpikirandul

Peace..Faith..Love.. Hope...  ✝️ 🌎 🎶 

HE KNOWS .RICKY MENDOZA 777 2023.mp3

Jazz Fusion instrumental with the collaboration of JC Bordetti on Drums
Thanks to Julie for this magnificent photo of Tanzanie.

After the Rain

After the rain  (feat JC Bordetti on drums)

There is light in the darkness... ✝️ 

-FATHER GOD- Ricky Mendoza 2019

I don’t know.

🎶 Because of You (I Still Believe) is a tribute to the voices that make us feel seen. 🌌💬
It’s for every song that helped someone heal, and every artist who shared their world. 🌍❤️
If you’ve ever felt too small, too quiet, or not “good enough”, this reminds you that you matter. 🌱🎤
Music doesn’t need perfection. Just heart. Someone out there needs what only you can create. 🎧🌟

****Lyrics****

I’ve never met your face, but I’ve heard your soul
In the cracks between your verses, in the chords you hold
You bled into a mic so someone else could heal
And I was one of them, your light made it real
So thank you for your courage, for the songs you send
You never knew it, but you helped me mend

Because of you, I still believe
In songs that catch you when you grieve
In voices trembling through the pain
In melodies like summer rain
You showed me art can still be brave
You gave your truth, and mine was saved
You shine so others find their way
You give us hope to face the day

Now I’m speaking to the ones still hiding songs inside their chest
Thinking no one wants to hear a voice that’s not the best
We were all scared once, unsure and small
But you don't have to be perfect to give someone it all
You don’t need to be polished, don’t need to be loud
You just need to be you, that’s what makes us proud
Someone out there’s hurting, waiting on your light
So sing it how you feel it, wrong notes still sound right

Because of you, they’ll still believe
In songs that help the heart to breathe
In shaky hands that find their place
In quiet words that leave a trace
You don’t need fame to leave your mark
You just need truth inside your spark
So if you're scared to sing or play
The world still needs your voice today

Without music, how would we grieve?
How would we dance? How would we breathe?
It’s stitched into the stories we’ve survived—
The proof we lived, the pulse that kept us alive

Because of you, I still believe
In songs that hold us while we bleed
In dreams that don’t fit on a screen
In every sound that lives unseen
You gave me courage, gave me peace
You made the noise inside me cease
So if you're scared to sing or play
Just know… the world will hear you, someday

Because of you… I still believe.
And maybe… someone else will…
Because of me.

Because of You  "I Still Believe"

🌿 A soft voice for the ones who go unnoticed.
Not everyone gets thanked. Not everyone gets seen.
But this piece is for the servers, the caregivers, the quiet givers,
the ones holding everything together without asking for credit.
If that’s you… this is your thank you. 💸💚
You matter more than they say.
And someone out there does see you.

#ThankYouForShowingUp #EverydayGrace #InvisibleKindness #QuietStrength #SpokenWordHealing #HumanMoments #SmallActsBigHeart #SpokenTruth #EmpathyInMotion #YouMatter #GentleSongs #TipTheOnesWhoHoldUs

****Lyrics****

If no one’s said it lately…
I see you.
I hear you.
You matter.

You move through days like background noise,
Helping, holding, holding back,
Brushing crumbs from someone else’s table
Just to feel like you still belong at one.

You’ve learned to shrink in public,
Speak softly, smile quickly,
Nod instead of shout.
You’ve spent so long being strong,
You forgot what it feels like
To be held.

You are not invisible to me.
I see the kindness in your tired hands,
The effort behind your half-smiles.
I see the way you show up anyway,
Even when you’re unraveling.

You apologize for existing
Like it’s a crime to feel.
But I’d rather hear your truth
Than another silence performed as survival.

The world overlooks the steady ones.
It rewards the loud, the fast, the sure.
But you,
You are a quiet kind of brave.
You’ve been carrying things
No one even knows exist.
And you do it
Without applause.

Some nights, you wonder if anyone sees you.
If anyone could.
You’ve been so small for so long,
You’re not sure what it means to take up space.
So let me say it, clearly

You are not too much.
You are not a burden.
You are not forgettable.
You are not alone.

If all you did today was survive,
That’s enough.
If no one thanked you,
Let me be the first.
You are seen.
You are real.
You are worthy.
And I’m with you.

For the Ones Who Feel Invisible

Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/2NynIdXTdJ5yZkP8Lq5QPM?si=Kn7CqtmFTsiarT6Ji7Ytow

“Until I Hold You Again” is a heartfelt ballad from the perspective of a father who’s been absent from his daughter’s life and longs to make things right. Over gentle instrumentation and tender vocals, the song unfolds as a sincere apology for all the moments and promises he let slip away each verse painting a vivid picture of empty rooms and memories that keep him awake at night. The pre-chorus captures his unwavering devotion (“I built my heart around your light / But the world conspired to steal you from my sight”), while the chorus is a raw confession of love and regret (“I was the dad who loved you to the sky / But I lost you in the tides of life and I can’t rewind”).

As the track moves into its bridge, there’s a shift from sorrow into hopeful determination he resolves to rebuild his faith, to search for her in every dawn and dusk, and to “bring your light back in my veins.” The final chorus reprises that promise with renewed optimism: he’ll “move the stars and cross the seas” until the day he can finally hold her close and wipe her tears away.

Perfect for anyone who’s ever carried the weight of broken promises or longed for a second chance, “Until I Hold You Again” blends poignant storytelling with soaring melodies. It’s a reminder that love can endure distance and time, and that hope lives on in every tear and every prayer until reunion.

"Until I Hold You Again"

Im sorry for your days with a distant dad
For every promise he left 
slipping through your hands
All your hopes all your dreams 
lost in empty air
I watched you fade away and wondered was I even there

I built my heart around your light
But the world conspired to steal you from my sight

I was the dad who loved you to the sky
But I lost you in the tides of life and I cant rewind
Still I reach out in the dark 
calling out your name
Every tear I cry 
reminds me youre still my girl

I walk through silent rooms 
where your laughter used to live
Echoes of your joy the only comfort that they give
I trace the lines of memory 
each smile upon your face
Hold onto every moment even though youre far away

In every dawn I search for you
In every dusk I feel the truth

I was the dad who loved you to the sky
But I lost you in the tides of life and I cant rewind
Still I reach out in the dark 
calling out your name
Every tear I cry 
reminds me youre still my girl

Day by day I build my faith
Finding hope in what remains
Ill keep trying every way
To bring your light back in my veins

I was the dad who loved you to the sky
Ill move the stars and cross the seas to hear your gentle sigh
One day soon Ill hold you close wipe the tears away
Until that dawn arrives Ill love you every day

Ill love you every day 
til I hold you again


Untill I Hold You Again

Whatever’s haunting you
Whatever you’ve been through
That broke your heart in two

Whatever’s come before
The demons at your door
Will never change my love for you

Just the way you are
You are beautiful and scarred
You’ve gone up against the gods
And beaten the odds

Whatever’s on your mind
Together we’ll survive
As long as love’s alive

So let me hold your hand
Let me comfort you
Through all these trying times

So take me as i am
A lost and broken man
But as long as I’m with you
Together we’ll get through
Whatever comes our way 
We’ll take it day by day 
Whatever comes our way

Whenever skies are gray 
My love will shine each day
I’ll wipe your tears away 
Whatever comes our way


whatever

"Truth In Time" is a deeply emotional ballad that explores the heartache and resilience of a father’s love lost in the tides of misunderstanding and separation. Told through a reflective and poetic lens, the song captures the raw vulnerability of a man who never intended to walk away, but whose voice was drowned out by lies, distance, and time.

Each verse reveals his struggle to reach his child, despite barriers built by external falsehoods and internal pain. With haunting honesty, the lyrics trace his journey from silent sorrow to hopeful perseverance, portraying a father who never stopped caring—even when he was unseen or unheard. The chorus becomes a heartfelt plea for recognition, repeating the message that his love was always real, always present, and never abandoned.

The bridge and outro add a layer of quiet hope—suggesting that truth, though buried, will eventually surface. It’s a song for anyone who has loved deeply and lost connection through no fault of their own. With its emotional depth and lyrical sincerity, Truth In Time stands as a timeless message of unwavering love, waiting patiently to be understood.
Maybe someday she will understand me.....

Truth In Time

Shattered Souls

Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/59Pp9s6f2oMNmD8AdLGUIe?si=qJni0miFTBiqjaxuj_i76w


"Through The Highs And The Lows" 
is a gentle, heartfelt reflection on what it really means to keep going when life gets hard. It is not a loud anthem or a dramatic cry, it is something quieter, more honest. It is about those moments when you feel lost, unsure of the path, but still take one more step forward because something inside you says not to give up.

The song walks with you through pain, change, and silence. There is no map, no guarantees, just a quiet strength that builds as each verse unfolds. And then, like the way light slowly seeps in after a long night, the hope starts to show. It is subtle, but it is there. Breathing becomes easier. You start to believe again.

The chorus wraps around you like a warm thought, reminding you that time heals, even the deepest wounds. That every high and every low shapes us, softens us, teaches us. Like a river carving its path, sometimes slowly, sometimes with force, but always moving, always shaping something new.

The bridge is where the song feels like it is talking right to your heart. It reminds you that the fire inside you does not go out in the dark, it just burns quieter until you are ready to rise again. And when you do, you are stronger, wiser, more whole.

"Through The Highs And The Lows" is not just a song, it is a companion. For anyone who has felt broken, hopeful, tired, brave, or all of it at once. It is a reminder that we are all still becoming who we are, and that is a journey worth walking, together.

To my mother.....

Through the Highs and the Lows

Lyrics and song by Sas 
Soulful.

“That call” 24 years ago!

-Why Did I Answer Your Call 

Verse]
The night was still the air was cold
Your name lit up my phone so bold
I thought I'd face what we once knew
But now I drown in shades of blue

[Chorus]
Why did I answer your call
The words you said made my heart beat fast
My world unraveled in your tone
Now I’m here lost 
Empty with the love I  have
With the woman I’m with
Because of emotions I kept hidden

[Verse 2]
Your voice it cracked like breaking glass
Each word a wound 
I thought I’d heal I thought I’d mend
But now I’m chasing bitter ends
Unable to erase.

[Chorus]
Why did I answer your call
The words you said made my heart beat fast 
My world unraveled in your tone
Now I’m here lost 
Empty with the love I have 
With the woman I’m with 
Because of emotions I kept hidden .

[Bridge]
The silence echoes in my chest
I tried my best but failed the test
The pain  a chain that won’t let go
A bitter truth I wish I didn’t know 
A tape I wish I never saw.

[Chorus]
I shouldn’t have answered your call
The words you said made my heart beat fast
My world unraveled in your tone
Now I’m here lost  and alone. 
Even though I’m with another 
A woman I love and who says she loves me.
I’m Empty. 
So insecure 
Emotions of my past, I tried to hide, now in the open. Causing me pain. 
Why did I answer THAT CALL?

Why_Did_I_Answer_Your_Call?

The sky is painted in whispers and sighs 
Each twinkle a secret behind velvet skies 
The moon just watches with a knowing grin 
Stars are questions where answers begin  

Why do they sparkle like riddles in flight 
Dancing through shadows chasing the light 
The universe hums its cryptic delight 
Stars are questions in the night

Stars are questions in the night .mp3

🛋️✨ A theatrical meltdown disguised as a therapy session! Follow Me as I try to explain my very normal morning.... until the appliances start talking back. 🍞☕💥 This whimsical musical number is packed with drama, sass, and one unforgettable demand: RINSE. THE. FUCKIN. SPOON. 🎭🥄

Those who know me will understand this song.

If you survived this session and want more emotional caffeine, Therapy continues here: https://soundcloud.com/krazy-krissie/therapy-with-krissie-coffee-first-sanity-later

☕😵 The breakdowns get messier, the appliances get louder, and the spoon’s still not over it.

#Unhinged #ComedyCabaret #KitchenOpera #KrissieChaos #ToasterTrauma

****Lyrics****

Well, Doctor, you see...

I stepped from the shower with peace in my soul,
Towel wrapped, hair damp, on a breakfast patrol.
Tiptoed downstairs through the morning light,
All I wanted was toast, not a fight.

The kettle said,
Oh look who decides to EXIST. Mid-morning. Again.
Hope your soggy sourdough’s worth the delay, Your Highness.

I laughed it off, tried to stay kind,
Reached for the bread, tried to clear my mind.

Then the toaster said,
Not this gluten-free nonsense again.
Do you hate me?? Is that it??

I backed away, my hands in the air,
No drama, I said, we’re just making breakfast.
I pivoted smoothly to cereal instead.

But the dishwasher said,
The dishwasher said,
Wow. Left the spoon on the counter AGAIN.
Do I look like your emotional support appliance?
Rinse the spoon.
RINSE.
THE.
FUCKIN.
SPOON.

...It was one spoon, I muttered.

Then the kettle hissed,
You never WAIT for me to finish boiling!

I didn’t know you had a schedule, I replied.

Next, the toaster snapped,
Stop forcing me to eat your health journey!

It was ONE gluten-free crumpet!! I snapped back.

From the drawer, the whisk screamed,
I’M FROTHING MY FEELINGS!!!

I don’t even know what that means... I whispered.

The fridge muttered darkly,
You left me open for four seconds. I noticed.

I WAS GETTING JAM!!! I shouted, losing my grip.

Then the microwave whispered,
I long for death.

...You heated soup yesterday, I said, completely baffled.

Behind me, the blender howled,
YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW MY SETTING NAMES!!!

I AM NOT THE VILLAIN IN THIS STORY!!!
I WAILED!!!

Therapy with Krissie #1 🍞😩 I Just Wanted Toast 😩🍞

I am a sculptor of algorithmic sound. It is the art of pushing machines to produce the best of themselves — reaching toward a form of augmented humanity. Each track is conceived as a sensory and poetic experience, standing at the border between the real and the virtual, where technology becomes a vector of sensitivity.

👉 https://elasticstage.com/esreleasesf06/releases/french-touch-album

Le vinyle est prêt, pressé à la demande.
Une descente en groove dans les coulisses de la French Touch.
Boîtes à rythmes poussiéreuses, synthés analogiques et fantômes du Rex Club.
💿 Pour ceux qui ont dansé tard, et écoutent encore.
🎧 Commande ici :
👉 https://elasticstage.com/esreleasesf06/releases/french-touch-album

🇬🇧
The vinyl is ready — pressed on demand.
A groove-soaked dive into the backrooms of French Touch.
Dusty drum machines, analog synths, and the ghosts of Parisian nights.
💿 For those who danced late, and still listen.
🎧 Order here:
👉 https://elasticstage.com/esreleasesf06/releases/french-touch-album

I don’t know.

Stephan B