Stupid Dream

Slave Called Shiver

The Harmony Codex

Time Is Running Out

Oda a Maria Luisa

Hey,
this year has been a journey—profoundly moving and filled with change, both in the world around us and in my own life. As an artist, I often find myself sitting at the piano with no clear plan, letting the music unfold on its own.

This time, something unexpected happened. I started playing in a major key—a rarity for me—and the piece turned out light, almost childlike. As I played, an unplanned memory popped into my mind: a little scene of riding my bike as a child. It’s strange how music can stir up such vivid, unexpected feelings. Has that ever happened to you?

Thank you for being part of this small corner of the internet where we can connect through sound.
2025 is just around the corner—I hope to see you here again in the new year. Wishing you all the best, and until next time!

Yours truly,
Sebastian

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Improvisation: Day 365, 2024

Music by Abdi Ohadi
Cover Art by Negin Farrokhi

Friendship

"Ryding Through the Times" is a progressive trance track that explores the journey through memory, emotion, and self-discovery. The lyrics blend spoken word and melodic choruses, reflecting on past experiences, inner transformation, and the rhythm of life. The narrator rides through time not to escape, but to awaken—embracing both the chaos and clarity of existence. With themes of resilience, reflection, and transcendence, the song captures a meditative yet driving energy, inviting listeners to move, think, and feel. The deep male voice adds gravity and intimacy, while the trance instrumentation builds a hypnotic, cinematic atmosphere.


Lyrics:

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[Intro – Spoken Word, atmospheric pads, filtered kick]

`
I ride through echoes, through shadows of days  
Past lives flicker in neon haze  
Time’s not a line, it’s a loop, it’s a wave  
I’m not lost, I’m just brave
`

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[Verse 1 – Spoken Word, bassline fades in]

`
Footsteps on pavement, stories in dust  
Moments forgotten, moments we trust  
Every beat is a breath, every breath is a sign  
I’m ryding through the times, not yours, but mine
`

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[Chorus – Sung, wide synths, trance lead enters]

`
Ryding through the times, I feel the rhythm rise  
Underneath the stars, truth never lies  
Pulse in my chest, light in my eyes  
Ryding through the times, where silence flies
`

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[Verse 2 – Spoken Word, acid riff builds]

`
I saw love in a glance, war in a scream  
Dreams that collapsed, dreams that redeem  
Voices of prophets, whispers of thieves  
All dancing beneath the autumn leaves

No destination, just vibration  
No salvation, just sensation  
I’m not chasing, I’m becoming  
Ryding through the times, the beat keeps drumming
`

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[Break – Ambient pads, vocal chops, piano echoes]

(Instrumental suggestion: Filtered synths, reversed FX, vocal fragments “ryding… through…”)

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[Chorus – Sung, layered harmonies, full drop]

`
Ryding through the times, I feel the rhythm rise  
Underneath the stars, truth never lies  
Pulse in my chest, light in my eyes  
Ryding through the times, where silence flies
`

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[Verse 3 – Spoken Word, tension builds]

`
I ride through silence, through cities asleep  
Through secrets the night forgot to keep  
Truth in the static, hope in the hum  
The future is calling, but I won’t succumb

I’ve seen the rise, I’ve felt the fall  
Heard prophets whisper through concrete walls  
Time isn’t cruel, it’s just unaware  
Of how we dance, of how we dare

So I ride — not to escape, but to become  
A rhythm, a voice, a beat of the drum  
Ryding through the times, no need to rewind  
The past is a shadow, the present is mine
`

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[Bridge – Sung, echo FX, synth swell]

`
Time bends, hearts mend  
We transcend, we ascend  
Ryding through the times... again and again...
`

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[Final Chorus – Sung, euphoric drop]

`
Ryding through the times, I feel the rhythm rise  
Underneath the stars, truth never lies  
Pulse in my chest, light in my eyes  
Ryding through the times, where silence flies
`

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Ryding Through the Times

Tout commence dans l'Eau-Mémoire, source vivante au pied de Karsak’a, le rocher et la source. Dans la Grotte des Échos, les voix anciennes se répondent, jusqu’à l’accord discret d’Hepicart. Alors s’ouvre l’océan intérieur, marée calme menant à la Bibliothèque fractale, où chaque fragment porte le tout. Plus haut, les nappes d’air nous relient, et Rosika — Mémoire douce apaise le rythme. Puis surgit (O)vni (N)ew (U)niverse, apparition d’un ailleurs déjà présent. Enfin, les Rivières-cosmos reprennent leur cours, reliant la terre et le ciel, laissant circuler la mémoire.

Time Is Running Out

Steven Wilson