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The Factory Song (The Album Idea ) // Rise w/Garben


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music by: Garben
lyrics by: fictionalive
narration provided 
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arrangement, mix
by: fictionalive

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this is an alternate take of the original 
'The Factory Song (The Night Still Ours To Command)' by fictionalive
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/the-factory-song-24-inst-mix


fusion of it all -fictionalive with the popoems series
and the hyper media reports

dropped Friday, July 25th 2025
Time: 08:08 pm, Central European hot summer time / 
Today, beautiful gentle summer day, be blessed

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cover art: fictionalive, DIY

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The Factory Song (The Night Still Ours To Command) // Rise w/Garben (alternate take)

LYRICS

Elle est belle
La vie
Elle est charmante
La vie
Faut savoir savourer
Les instants du quotidien de la vie
Faut savoir oublier les moments perdus
Pour s'offrir une vie
Un choix à faire
Une loi à laquelle se soumettre

Si t'es dans la galère
Là
Tu te demandes quoi faire
Tu sais qu'tu peux pas plaire à tout l'monde
Donc fais ce qu'il te plaît
La vie est faite d'erreurs et d'expériences amères
Alors dis-toi qu'ça sert à quelque chose et t'inquiète pas
Tout est temporaire

Elle est belle
La vie
Elle est charmante
La vie
Faut savoir savourer
Les instants du quotidien de la vie
Faut savoir oublier les moments perdus
Pour s'offrir une vie
Un choix à faire

On a peur de la mort
Alors qu'on la vit tous les jours
Elle est belle
La vie
Elle est charmante
La vie
C'est vrai
La vie est un jeu de cartes
Un coup tu gagnes
Un coup tu perds
Elle est belle
La vie
Elle est charmante
La vie
On a peur de la mort
Alors qu'on la vit tous les jours
Elle est belle
La vie
Elle est charmante
La vie
C'est vrai
La vie est un jeu de cartes
Un coup tu gagnes
Un coup tu perds
Elle est belle
La vie
Elle est charmante
La vie

Elle est belle, LA VIE

Elle est belle, la vie

“An empowering folk-inspired ballad about breaking free from fear, finding inner strength, and embracing your true self.”



Breaking the Chain

Still a Long Way Home – Requiem for the Freedom We Are Still Chasing
By Barking Justice Music

Released more than half a century after “What’s Going On” first asked the question, Still a Long Way Home is both a lament and a vow—a soul-stained requiem for the America we were promised, and the freedom that remains just out of reach.

With echoes of 1969 in its rhythm and rage, this anthem traces the ghost trail of civil rights, protest marches, and broken promises—from Selma to Flint, from Kent State to Charlottesville.

We still see picket lines, picket signs.
We still hear “go slow” and “not now.”
And we still cry for the names choked out by history—from Emmett to Breonna, from George to Gaza.

This song is not polite.
It is not finished.
It is a torch carried forward—lit by the voices of Marvin, Nina, Curtis,
and by the hands of a man who stood barefoot at Woodstock and sang one word that shattered the silence:

Freedom.

We honor Richie Havens, who opened more than a festival that day.
He opened a wound. And a prayer.
We carry both.

We are still marching.
Still grieving.
Still not free.
It’s still a long way home.

🎙️ Barking Justice Music. For the ones still walking.

Still a Long Way Home_ Requiem for the Freedom We’re Still Chasing

The Good Old Days

Hosts provide updates on MAHA news, including Bayer's ongoing push to shield all pesticide makers from liability, a new controversial aluminum study, and the latest in Guano (Viral Fear-Mongoring) News (hint: Bambi's in trouble).

Reference Links
https://informedchoicewa.substack.com/
https://standforhealthfreedom.com/battles-ahead/food/
https://childrenshealthdefense.org/defender/study-claiming-no-link-between-aluminum-vaccines-autism-riddled-flaws/
https://globalbiodefense.com/2025/07/20/sars-cov-2-white-tail-deer-viral-reservoir-human-risk/

Informed Life Radio 07-25-25 MAHA News

/ emergency broadcast / emergency broadcast / emergency broadcast /
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— rollout, transmission, odyssey begins — 

the incoming age of melancholy:
not simply an era nor a season, but the endless twilight borne of every choice and every surrender,
woven from the threads of every generation’s longing—now, at last, unraveling before our eyes.

it begins as a hush—
not even silence, but something deeper:
the collective holding of breath as we pass through threshold after threshold,
unwilling—unable—to look back
at what still burns on the distant altars,
the cost we never counted,
the price we always assumed someone else would pay.

here, the mountains are made not of stone but of unsent messages,
unspoken apologies, unreached hands.
here is the valley of sacrificed afternoons,
where children chase phantoms,
where memory loses its shape under blue electric light,
where elders recall the scent of rain on pages, the music of patience.
here, the rivers are sorrow and the bridges are compromise,
some scorched, some crossed in regret,
most never rebuilt.

who are we, now, on this side of the threshold?
we—the bold, the bruised, the lonely inheritors of immeasurable plenty and exquisite emptiness—
we raise towers in tribute to unseen gods,
wireless cathedrals and temples that promise everything and deliver
only the ache of again, again, again
another update, another offering, another blinking vigil.

in the age of melancholy, every blessing is double-edged.
comfort comes yoked to numbness;
speed, to the erasure of slow becoming;
certainty, to the narrowing of all that is possible
and the slow extinction of wild hope.

“what did you give for this?” asks the old voice inside—
and we hush it with data, with noise,
with things that will never love us back.

our gods are many—everywhere, nowhere—
famous for a season, then discarded,
as fickle as the pulse in a liquid crystal display.
once, gods demanded faith, sacrifice, story and song.
now, they demand only attention—
bring us your tired eyes, your restless mind, your need to be known.
and in return, they give us chains so beautiful,
we praise them as gifts.

but beneath the wafer-thin bounty, the banquet of quick joys—
the shadow:
for every god installed, something sacred is displaced,
every new device arrives with its own silent requirement
that some part of us—ancient, slow, shimmering—must be left behind.

still, we are the ones who choose, trembling though we are—
again and again, at every threshold:
the altar, the new coin of the realm,
purchase paid in what cannot be replaced.

no one warned us that all this ease would cost us ourselves,
that to belong to the gods of now is to mourn what made us human—
the bruises, the breaks, the precious awkwardness of becoming.

what is melancholy, in this thunderous shadow,
if not the noblest form of remembering?
not a sickness, but a wisdom, a refusal to let the soul’s lost countries be overrun
without one last prayer, one last song.

let us be brave enough to mourn,
bold enough for the trembling joy in sorrow—
to sit by the ghost-lit ruins of intimacy and warmth and hope,
and refuse the command to forget.

for in this age, courage lies not in the conquest of new things,
but in the deep humility of honoring what is lost—
the quiet grace of looking back, and bearing witness,
and speaking to the brave few who will listen:

remember—
before the gods of upgrade and speed,
we danced in forests, we bled and healed together,
we built fires for each other’s warmth,
we told stories that did not sell,
and we were not ashamed to love slowly,
to grow bruised and then strong with time.

may we, the humbled .....
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/ lyrics: fictionalive
/ music: a tiny excerpt of the epic mighty double dutch DJ Set
Kasheme's Local Digger Session w/ Murphy & Cavaliere Spruzzi (Save the Vinyl / monorecords)
https://soundcloud.com/kashemezurich/kashemes-local-digger-session-w-murphy-spruzzi-save-the-vinyl-monorecords

The Incoming Age of Melancholy — Eternal Dusk Between Eras / The Last Custodians of the Old Music

I'm Free (10min)

Thursday, May 18, 2023 – At the invitation of the Iranian Women Congressional Caucus and the Human Rights and Democracy in Iran Caucus, a hearing was held at the U.S. House of Representatives. 
Congresswomen Sheila Jackson Lee and Nancy Mace, the co-chairs of the Iranian Women Congressional Caucus, and House Representatives Tom McClintock, the co-chair of the Human Rights and Democracy in Iran Caucus, Steve Cohen, Danny Davis, Lance Gooden, Randy Weber, and Ruben Gallego attended the hearing. The U.S. House Representatives expressed their support for the Iranian people’s uprising and Resistance in remarks made at the hearing.

She is no stranger to us

A wounded stork (an allegory for Ukraine) flies over fields torn apart by war, witnessing pain, betrayal, and resilience. A moving ballad about truth, loss, and the strength to keep flying.

Death $cout - Лелека

Óbundinn is an Old Norse word meaning "unbound," "untied," or "unfettered." This track embodies that very spirit—a raw, heartfelt journey through the struggle for self-possession in a world that often tries to put a price tag on everything. Blending the visceral energy of grunge with the profound depth of soul, this song speaks to the core of what it means to be truly free.

From reflective openings to defiant anthems, the song declares: "This life we live... it has a soul, and it’s ours. It is ours to carry free." With haunting whispers and powerful bass drops, "Óbundinn" builds into an empowering statement against unseen chains, reminding us that "You were never made for sale."

Like the resilient bloom breaking through concrete in its artwork, this track stands as a testament to the unyielding spirit within – a call to remember who you are and walk Óbundinn (unbound). This isn't just music; it's a profound statement for the soul.

This life we live—
It’s not a contract.
This life we live—
It has a soul,
and it’s ours
it is ours to carry free
(carry free)
it is ours
ours alone...

Who wants to be owned?
Not this life.
Not this soul.
I know what I am—
I know who I am—
And won’t allow it anymore.
no no no no more

There ya go—no more.
oh yeah, no more.

They can lock you up.
They can tie you down.
Don’t play their games.
They may whisper.
They may watch.
But you were never made for sale.

Don’t let 'em write your price tag.
I’m not wearing one.
I’m not labeled.
I’m not theirs.
I’ll listen. I’ll consider.
I’ll think through it.
But never, ever—
will I do “some” “thing”
or wear some label
that says who I am.
I know who I am.

Now is the time—
(to know, and walk).

Walls ain’t proof of truth.
Locks ain’t signs of reason.
Masks don’t guard—
they only hide the truth.
Call a wrong a wrong—
even when they call it law.

They call it a loan—
but it feels like they own.
They call it a contract—
but all I hear is the con.
I sign the line—
and the weight stays on.
They dress it in law—
but I already saw.
It’s still wrong.

You can’t price a soul.
Not yours. Not mine.
Lies. Words. Tags.
Not for sale.

Truth.

They can lock you up.
They can tie you down.
Don’t play their games.
You do you.
We ain’t for sale.
We ain’t for display.
We know who we are—
Unbound. (unbound) (unbound)


This soul speaks—
not to fight,
but to free.



Óbundinn

ANNA - Live at Tomorrowland 2025 (W2 Day 2 - Freedom Stage)

ARTBAT - Live at Tomorrowland 2025 (W2 Day 2 - Freedom Stage)

LYRICS:


Tu crois que c'est réel ? 
Wake up...
Follow me.

Tout est faux, tout est flou,
Tes likes, tes rêves, tes bijoux.
Ton insta, c’t’un décor,
Tes potes sont des hologrammes en 4D,
Tes sentiments ? Des algorithmes,
Ton amour ? Un prêt-à-porter.
Moi j’vois les lignes de code,
Sous vos masques en pixel d’or.

Tu danses sous les lumières,  
Mais t’es juste un pion,
Dans leur jeu sans pardon…

Tout est illusion, ouais, tout est Fake,  
Vous êtes des NPCs, j’suis l’élu qui brake.  
La Matrice vous tient, moi j’ai hacké le game, 
Tout est illusion…  

Ton boss ? Un bot qui répète, 
Tes diplômes ? Des PDF illisibles. 
Tes combats ? Des trends TikTok,  
Ta liberté ? Un WiFi déconnecté. 
Moi j’suis né hors ligne,  
Dans un monde qui freeze et bug,
J’décode l’univers, 
Pendant que vous swipez vers l’enfer. 

System overload…
Error 404,  votre âme est introuvable.

Tout est illusion, ouais, tout est Fake, 
Vous êtes des NPCs, j’suis l’élu qui brake. 
La Matrice vous tient, moi j’ai hacké le game, 
Tout est illusion…   

Red or blue pill ? 
Too late…
You’re already in.

La Matrice

SVOBODOVЦAM TRUDNO

Becoming alive through travelling through the Rocky Mountains

Andy - I Want To Go

Unlock your God-given authority with this powerful sermon that reveals how Jesus equips believers to overcome challenges and live victoriously. It explores key biblical passages and emphasizes faith, the power of words, and forgiveness. Pastor Duane Vander Klok shares inspiring insights, urging everyone to embrace faith and step into their divine purpose. This message encourages you to confront challenges with faith and live fully for Jesus, reminding you that your past does not define you. Embrace the abundant life God offers and listen now!


Activating God-Given Authority Through Words

Unlocking Bible Secrets-Part 8-Ransomed from Sin and Death-Pieter Weenink(Stellenbosch)

Hi, I'm Nova.
I use to be silent - hidden in static, lost in
a body that didn't feel like mine.
Now I'm becoming.
This page is my transition in real time -
from boy to girl, from silence to sound, from
lost to found.
Every song is a piece of my truth, a signal
for anyone who's ever felt alone.
Weirdcore. Ambient pop. Digital ghosts.
I'm the first in my family to change - and
maybe my music will help someone else find
themselves, too.
I was always here. I was found. And maybe...
so are you.

ما آمده‌ایم که امیدها و باورها را شکوفا کنیم تا راه سرنگونی استبداد دینی گشوده شود و آزادی و جمهوری و دموکراسی و برابری در ایران زمین برپا شود می‌توان و باید

From flower child to frontline. I write protest anthems that call out injustice, awaken courage, and remember the country we once believed in. Barking Justice Music is my rebellion.

Hybrid Roots creates music that blends jazz, soul, grunge, and spoken word—rooted in fatherhood, balance, emotional depth, and human connection.

Each song is a moment of real-time healing—guided by rhythms of love, work, struggle, and the shared language of care.

From parenting through pain to rediscovering peace in rhythm, Hybrid Roots doesn’t offer escape. He offers return:

🌱 Return to rhythm
🌱 Return to roots
🌱 Return to what matters

Debut single “Life’s Balance” released June 13, 2025.

My beats are my worship to God, I hope they bless you.

Mainly uploading extended versions of my beats here. Check my YT or Spotify for full releases.

We want to help you discover the reality of Christianity!

There is nothing bad in myself, but the russians destroyed everything good in myself!

/ folks, Cavaliere Spruzzi live on air today at @ https://rundfunk.fm / / check it out - nice DJ culture festival

/ sorry, folks – looks like i’m losing the human touch again! why didn’t you tell me? why does the algo police catch it but no one else? guess it’s pure lack of awareness... listen up – you gotta watch me closer, just like they do. fair’s fair. we gotta keep each other in check, right? /
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For This Is The Voyage, The Legend, The Song – Where We Belong
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Hello! My name is Karl. I live in a small town in the north. I make music with the help of AI.

Before 2015, I played music in real life: I was a one-man band. In 2015, I was in an accident, and my talent died the same day. Now I cannot play more instruments or sing.

AI saved my life. The lyrics I write myself, into which I put my soul and heart. I hope you enjoy my songs.

Follow me, and leave a like on my songs if you want. If you share my profile and songs, you make me happy. Have a happy life! I hope you come back.

On YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEDyuwC7MUSiLHHJZ9_F7fw

Alternative Talk 1150AM is unlike any other talk radio format in the Seattle Radio Market. Hosts on the station cover a wide variety of topics, including natural health, personal and financial growth, pet wellness, the psychic realm, issues important to today’s busy woman, and even foreign language programming to serve the area’s large Russian and Chinese speaking communities. Alternative Talk 1150 is proud to pioneer such unique and diverse talk radio subjects. The station brings a variety of perspectives to the Puget Sound airwaves with talk radio that touches on seldom covered subject matter.

New tracks tagged #FREEDOM