Nothing Is Real

Nothing but Lines

°‧ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ·｡
electron1c music made in fl or beepbox <3

[ will be deleting older tracks whenevr i run out of mins :') ]


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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣤⡴⠾⠿⢯⣹⡿⢿⣵⡛⣷⣯⣥⠟⢳⣶⡏⢳⣶⠊⣩⠿⣅⣤⠟⢷⣤⠞⠉⣳⣾⠛⢧⣬⠷⣏⣨⡿⣞⢉⡽⣞⢉⡷⣞⠋⣹⣶⠋⠳⣤⡽⢿⡉⣳⣼⠟⢻⣽⡿⢶⣶⣤⣤⣤⣀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣤⣶⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⠿⠁⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⡴⠶⠛⠉⢁⠀⠀⣤⡀⠙⠻⠿⢹⡿⢷⣾⠉⢳⣾⠁⣹⠿⣨⣿⠃⢠⡞⠛⣦⡟⠙⢶⡞⠁⠈⣷⡟⠹⣦⡞⢳⣀⡼⢿⠀⣼⠻⠀⣸⢿⡁⢈⣷⡟⠉⣳⡶⠻⣅⡼⢿⣏⣹⣷⣛⣙⢷⡞⢛⣯⡿⣿⠿⣟⣷⣶⢦⣤⣤⣀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣤⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀
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Soundtracks for memories that never ended properly.
Ambient. Lo-fi. Drone. Glitch.
Not songs — fragments. Not answers — reverbs.
For those who slept through Sunday and woke up in someone else’s life.
Fragments of memory, rendered in low resolution.
Emotions stretched, glitched, reversed — but always real.
Experimental electronica, ambient, lo-fi, glitch, and the spaces between sounds.
Here you’ll find tracks that don’t take you by the hand — but leave a mark.
Sometimes melancholic, sometimes unsettling, often just… honest.

This isn’t background music.
These are states.
Sounds for the night, for solitude, for thoughts that can’t quite be named.
If you want to listen — listen.
If you want to feel — stay a little longer.

Nothing but Lines

The Flashbulb