@benedictlegroinscotvile

"Poussière. Plastique. Résidu. Ruines. Je me réveille et ne reconnais rien de ce paysage de néant pourtant si plein. Le ciel est d’un rose rance et terrifiant. Sur ce sol accidenté, rien ne semble avoir résisté, ni image, ni écran. Rien si ce n’est des débris, des reliquats de vies passées, d'existences numériques. De la mousse phosphorescente a recouvert mes pieds. A tout recouvert. Entre effroi et émerveillement, je contemple les alentours, médusé. 
Alors que de nouvelles voix et un nouveau langage résonnent en moi, le silence environnant m’accable. Pourtant au loin j’entends des sirènes en écho. Elles m’appellent. Je me lève finalement et commence ma traque. Suivre la trace des ces chants, quoi de plus hasardeux. Allez, qu’est-ce que j’ai à perdre de toute façon."

Identité visuelle : Maxime Buono

Intro, interludes et outro 
Textes : Alexandre Peron 
Voix : Alice la Terreur 
Traitement et production : Hildegarde

Mastering : Tristan Chaillou

Production : Alice la Terreur & 
Alexandre Peron

Ruines

Tommy Moisi - Doliprane Mundi

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• mixage @thurlfy
•prod nintendo pls dont kill me

ᒪYᖇIᑕᔕ =
je pensais être paré
je pensais c'était carré
ce n'était pas la même chose
le jour où on s'est séparés
toute façon 
c'est pareil
L est partie comme une abeille
les nuits se sont blanchies comme les souvenirs de la veille

on sait plus sur quel pied danser
on s'emmêle les pinceaux
à des moments j'voudrais recommencer

fais d'la merde
encore fais d'la merde
fais des conneries
on s'attache, on s'empoisonne pour toute la vie!!

la vie est pleine de kdo (de surprises)
tu tombes à l'eau c'est balot
jm'écrase souvent en soirée 
comme si j'étais un mégot (oups)

on s'est trouvés dans la vie
toi + moi et la ville (la city)
on s'est posés sur le toit
en + la vue était sympa
on s'est embrassés, embrassés
encore embrassés (anwww)
on avait pas pensé à la suite.....

...pourquoi...t parti...comme ça??
.....pk.... t parti .... par là??
...pk t parti.........comme çaaaaa? ;'(

ma lonely lon ranch (n64)

produit et mixé par u o &  LacopinedeFlipper <3

@huholarecluse

nid de poule

Nid de Poule ac u o

prod par sasha
paroles et voix : file garnement et sieste

comptine -avec file garnement prod sasha

Ants are driving me crazy

guitare par phil / basse et voix sieste enregistré le 29 mai au garage pour préparer le concert du 22

je suis fatiguee version live

cycle of days

mix master

tracks 1,2,3,4 : sindral
tracks: 5, 6 : K.I.T

cover: rafael ribas

1- I n33d love

2- drink something with rchl.ae, esspe

3- green dream with lagrima

The poem “She Let Go” by Safire Rose has long been a quiet source of comfort for me — a gentle reminder that healing can come through release. Her words once held me in stillness, like a soft hand guiding me through difficult moments.

This time, instead of spoken word (https://insighttimer.com/elimmanna/guided-meditations/poem-she-let-go-written-by-safire-rose), I’ve let the poem drift into melody — reshaped into an R&B rhythm that feels lighter, more fluid, like breathing a little easier. The weight is gone, but the heart remains.

Letting go does not mean erasing the past.
It means remembering without fear,
and finding peace in simply being.
May this version bring you the same calm and courage it has given me:
to set down what feels heavy,
to move with lightness,
and to trust the quiet freedom of letting go.

She Let Go
by Safire Rose

She let go.
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons.
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.

She didn’t ask anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She didn’t search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all of the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go.
She didn’t journal about it.
She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.

She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn’t call the prayer line.
She didn’t utter one word.
She just let go.

No one was around when it happened.
There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing.
Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort.
There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her.
And the sun and the moon shone forevermore…

Listen to “She Let Go V1” on SoundCloud🔗 https://soundcloud.com/childofsilence/poetry-in-music-she-let-go-v1-safire-rose

「Poetry in Music」She Let Go  V2｜Safire Rose

I thought I lost
My place in line
But she told me
Get over it
You’ll be fine
But in a world
Defined by time
Where we stand
Is important
Or at least in my mind
So I wasn’t convinced
I was fine
But I looked around
Only to realize
That everyone in line
Was going to the same place
And at the same time
So what’s the hurry
Why do you worry
When you sometimes
Have to wait
You’re all headed
To the same gate
You’ll get there
When you get there
You won’t be late
No, you won’t be late
©2025 wr heustis

2- drink something with rchl.ae, esspe

benedict scotvile

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