神聖な儀式の雰囲気あります！素晴らしい

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Cecilia in the West - Looking For Solidarity

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lyrics written, vocals recorded and provided by Special Cecilia @specialececilia - merci beaucoup!

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music, carefully used, is a track written, played, mixed, produced, and provided by courtesy of mobygratis and its crew, licensed

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vocal arrangement, mix, final mix, and track produced by fictionalive

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artwork card photography, image editing by fictionalive

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fusion of it all - 
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports
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dropped
saturday, november 1st, 2025
8 pm central european time zone
it's needed also tomorror
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Cecilia in the West - Looking For Solidarity

My sister Cindy wanted me to write music for her. It is becoming increasingly hard to play and that makes me sad.  I have lay so far back in my powerchair that I can't see the controls. I can't tolerate sitting up, it's too hard to breathe. Some days I can't even get out of bed.

My son attached a projector to my computer so my screen is now 6'x4', and I have a small keyboard I hold in my hand. So I try to keep up, but it takes much longer to do anything. ALS is not easy to deal with. It's important to stay positive and make good use of the time I have left.

Something To Remember Me

- Picture -
Art Cover Editor. Shyntwirl
Colorist Editor. Shyntwirl 
Quality Editor. Shyntwirl
Effects Editor. Shyntwirl
Lightning Editor. Shyntwirl

- Music -
Producer. Shyntwirl
Composer. Shyntwirl
Programmer. Shyntwirl
Structure. Shyntwirl
Developer. Shyntwirl
Synthesizers. Shyntwirl
Reverb. Shyntwirl
Echoes. Shyntwirl
Pads. Shyntwirl
Strings. Shyntwirl
Leads. Shyntwirl
Synths. Shyntwirl
Keyboard. Shyntwirl
Fx. Shyntwirl
Quality Audio. Shyntwirl

PROD. Shyntwirl 

Shyntwirl - Pollination

Nothing's gonna hold us back tonight,

menuju

DRUMAX No. 71 // SIGMATIC // The Surrealistic Side Of The Galaxy
@docfritz // All Musical Stuff, Drums, Cover, Mix & Production
@joerxworx // soprano saxophone
© 2025 | DRUMAX PROJECT | All Rights Reserved

DRUMAX No. 71 // SIGMATIC

Loop of Me — a cinematic cyberpunk techno piece by ZEMANDAN.

A mix of dark techno, glitchwave and hybrid orchestral electronica, infused with ZEMANDAN precision.

🎛️ Produced, written & performed by ZEMANDAN
⚡ Genre: Electronic / Cyberpunk / Cinematic Techno
🌀 “Three of me watched the same scene burn…”

Lyrics:


Three of me watched the same scene burn, 
one asleep, one awake, one recording
Smoke curls like questions that never stop forming
The skyline shivers, folding into itself
Every scream loops back, stitched into velvet hell

Mirrors reflect a thousand me
Each blink rewinds, resets the debris
Corridors twist like a tongue I can’t speak
Time collapses, drips down the walls of my cheek

I'm on fire to witness the echo
I float above, observing my own panic
Counting degrees of terror while the world spins manic
Shadows whisper secrets in a language I almost know
Each heartbeat echoes, fast then slow
A carousel of faces, mine yet not
Fingers trace fire on walls that rot
I reach for meaning, it dissolves in mist

Every step forward is already missed

Mirrors reflect a thousand me
Each blink rewinds, resets the debris
Corridors twist like a tongue I can’t speak
Time collapses, drips down the walls of my cheek

Three of me, always watching, always burning
One asleep, one awake, one forever learning
Reflections fracture into infinite lies
Bound to the loop where all silence cries

Loop of Me

ANARS ! Au bord du gouffre

A collaborative work by Babacane (https://soundcloud.com/babacane) and FaceOnFigure
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The Ab'us trial
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In the innermost sanctum of certain temples there's a pool in which the darkness resides, ever pulsing, ever in flux. When one's life cycle is about to reach its end, they are offered the Ab'us trial, a ceremonial confrontation with the void.
Entering the sanctum, leaving the crutches of religious practices behind, they are given the chance to engage in battle with the dark unknown.
The abyss reacts with menacing pulses, periodically pushed back by the unique harmonies of the participant's spirit, a back and forth culminating in the vocal manifestation of the person's innermost wish to end the battle, either by domination or with a truce.
Hence this incantation is unique for each individual, aggressive and threatening for some, calming and harmonious for others, based on the characteristics of their spirit.
If the battle is unsuccessful, the participant's soul is dissolved in white noise, their spirit put to sleep until their cycle can start anew.
If the individual manages to forge a harmonious cooperation with the darkness, together they reach the Plane of Rest, a place void of earthly thoughts and desires.
The harmonies and beats of the spirit merge with the tamed pulses and noises of the abyss, taking the form of unique and improvisative music in which the spirit can rest until they are ready to continue their journey.
Moving on to a destination of their own choice, freely travelling across the vast oceans of white noise, with the darkness as their companion.

- 0.00 - 0.40 -- introduction to the sounds of the abyss
- 0.40 - 0.55 -- the participant enters the sanctum, a bell sound signals the start of the confrontation
- 0.55 - 1.10 -- the abyss is alerted by the presence and reacts to it in the form of distorted sounds
- 1.10 - 1.35 -- the participant moves closer and challenges the abyss
- 1.35 - 2.05 -- the first push
- 2.05 - 2.35 -- the abyss reacts with strong pulses
- 2.35 - 3.05 -- a sharper and harsher second push, aiming to cut and wound the darkness
- 3.05 - 3.15 -- the darkness is weaker and pushed back
- 3.15 - 4.00 -- the incantation as the final blow, words offering the choice of cooperation or defeat
- 4.00 - 4.25 -- the dark pulse is disjointed, a bell sound signals the end of the confrontation
- 4.25 - 4.50 -- the last, mellow push, offering a hand to the defeated opponent
- 4.50 - 5.00 -- the darkness yields
- 5.00 - 9.00 -- the well deserved rest after the confrontation
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The Ab'us trial

うしろ（what's behind me）

わたしには後ろが見えない
彼/彼女にはわたしの後ろが見える
彼/彼女には後ろが見えない
わたしには彼/彼女の後ろが見える
彼/彼女の肩の向こうに見えるのは
あれは廃屋なのだろうか
高台の黒い木立の中の白い建物の壁面に
銃眼のような小さな黒い窓が並び
人が棲んでいる気配はない
あの木立の中に立つと
木の枝の手指に掴まれた空が見える
それが気になってしようがない
彼/彼女の言葉は耳に入らず上の空
彼/彼女の目も
先ほどからわたしの肩の向こうに注がれている

I cannot see what is behind me.
I can see what is behind you.
You cannot see what is behind you.
You can see what is behind me.
Behind you lies an abandoned house nestled within the grove atop the hill. 
Its walls are lined with small, dark windows like gun ports.
Standing within that grove, I would see the blue sky grabbed by sharp tree branches. 
I cannot stop worrying about that. 
Your words don't register; my mind is elsewhere. 
You too have been staring at what lies beyond my shoulder since earlier.


うしろ（what's behind me）

Balloon Licking

I am an amateur musician.
I make music with "Magix Music Maker", because I can play the piano very little.
The singer in my tracks is not a human being. She is a synthesizer software named "Vocaloid Yukari".

うしろ（what's behind me）

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