A slow, haunting piano ballad with ambient textures and echoing guitar. It meditates on loss, memory, and the lingering presence of those gone, as well as finding solace in echoes and quiet moments.

The Missing Algorithm

An acoustic-introspective track where unspoken words weigh heavier than spoken truths. The silence between two people plays the leading role here—subtle but intensely felt.

Half of Silence

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Emotional | Sad Pop Type Beat x Piano Ballad Instrumental

To My Future Wife-3.0

ABOUT... THE RAGE

ABOUT... THE JOY

cn tim a lem bo mi
shawty em dung di
a chi muon dc co em
ma s trog a toan bong dem
toan bong dem
bbi oi
bbi a
anh chang muon niu lay doi tay cua em
anh chang muon ngoi den toi
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ABOUT... THE SHAME

ABOUT... THE LONELINESS

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Welcome to the soundscape of my spiritual journey.
Each song is a footprint, a breath, a whisper, born out of an intuitive moment.
They reflect experiences of my path - pure and real.
This is not just music - it is memory, detachment, recognition and transformation.
Thank you for listening, for being a witness to this evolving sound journey.

Rona

My name is sulkythread, and this is the story of how love, heartbreak, and music saved my life.

Years ago, I was at the lowest point I’d ever been. I had decided that I was going to end my life. I had it all planned out — until something unexpected happened.

I logged into Halo Infinite for what I believed would be the last time. That’s when I heard her voice. Mary — who went by Eva — was on the other end of my headset. We didn’t know each other. She was just a random teammate… or so I thought.

But then I heard it — the sounds of abuse happening in her background. I couldn’t ignore it. Something inside me told me that before I could take my life, I needed to save hers.

We started talking privately through Discord. We became close. I didn’t even know what she looked like for months — all I knew was that we were both broken, and somehow, in each other, we found safety.

At the time, I was in the U.S., and she was in Canada. Eventually, I paid for a moving company to help her escape her abusive relationship. I drove all the way to Canada and waited in her driveway. I fell asleep in my car, and when I woke up, she pulled me out of the driver’s seat and kissed me as “Dancing in the Moonlight” played from my stereo.

That was our beginning.

We camped in a luxury tent with a king-sized air mattress, a TV, and an Xbox. We played Halo Infinite together — like we did the night we met. For years, I traveled to see her, by car or plane, spending as much time as we could together. We even got engaged.

But slowly, things changed.

She began to drift away. We tried to stay friends, but I still loved her deeply — more than just a friend. She was everything to me. Eventually, she blocked me on everything except my phone number, which she’s never responded to since.

After that, the darkness returned. I began to struggle again. But this time, I turned to music.

I’ve been producing music since I was young, but this time, it meant something different. I poured every ounce of my grief, love, and confusion into my songs. I used Typhoon jam tracks and even collaborated with Neo_guitar on YouTube. I made an entire album called Made in Canada — a tribute to everything we had, and everything I lost.

One song, Where Are You Eva, doubled as a suicide note. I recorded it on my iPhone headphones during my very first drive up to see her. If I couldn’t save her, I thought, maybe I didn’t deserve to be saved either.

But I didn’t give up. I kept creating. Music helped me survive. And now, it’s helping me heal.

I kept my artist name sulkythread because I want my story to be heard — by the world, and maybe even by her. I hope that one day, Mary will come across my music and know how much she changed my life. That she saved me without ever knowing it. And that I'm okay now.

I’ve tried to move on. I’ve been in other relationships. But none felt the same. Mary was the one who reached into the darkness and pulled me out — even if she didn’t mean to. I still love her, and I always will, even if we can’t be together. I respect her wish for distance. But I’ll keep sharing my story, and making music inspired by her — by us.

Thank you, Mary. For saving me.

Solive Raye is the sound of solitude given form, quiet thoughts turned into raw, melodic truths. A former engineer and lifelong observer, Solive Raye writes for those who feel alone in crowded rooms, where silence speaks louder than words.


Blending dark, atmospheric tones with flickers of hope, his music lives in the in-between: not quite despair, not quite light, but something honest.


Raised in movement, from football fields to refereeing lines, he now wanders more internal landscapes, shaping every lyric with the precision of an outsider looking in.


Solive Raye doesn’t shout. He resonates.



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