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@dylanvanroost

(authentic ny cap)(back) Story Chapter III < angelicism01 >

I sat cross legged below the sheer cliffs misted in lilac, and as I looked up, the clouds coated in thin fragile glass grew larger and larger. As the mist rose upon me, I saw that the lilacs had faded, all I could hear were the waves collapsing against the soaring cliffs of the promised land.

I felt my chest growing light, as if somehow I knew the tranquility of the moment was fading.

...the mist spread itself further, in loops, all encompassing;
my breathe leaves me, indistinguishable from its surroundings in all the quantum.

I almost forgot to put my makeup on, “nevermind that now” I thought,
the gods rarely turned down offerings on the basis of appearance, much less on nights of the harvest.

brrrrrpt! Fireflies were colliding in the dusk light, the buzz of cicadas grew louder and it was time for, for uuuuhm …

Noise fades I sit down again hmmm the roots of the fire tree strangle me I blacked out. I found myself fading into the same darkness i called sleep, as the cicadas sang my requiem in hypnagogia, while the bugs buzzed around me.

Thoughts flowing. All my life I thought I was living, but now, as I am falling deeper into this relentless state devoid of connection to my past self... I just realised - I am barely even existing.

The thing i was scared of the most, turned out to be already me.

Paralyzed, i asked myself...

https://soundcloud.com/9nasu

Nasu ~ A  26 - 11

@m0rimori

Through 11 tracks the listener is ushered through a liquid melting scene, beginning in collective hope and beauty that feels liquid and infectious, lusciously filled with synthetic, bliss filled harmonies.

that safety seems to come apart though as the musician takes us on a trip that inverts our surroundings at the midway mark, exposing the darkness and solitude our hope could only mask in its closing tracks, echoing the pain of observing this world in turmoil.

this tale of innocence lost is punctuated with a feature from thrilliam angels, complementing the artist’s ethereal voice with production from a secret other place.

Mori Mori - Outcasts

你知道 我们也许 会在 天空相遇

我听着 一枝夜雪 像梦里 你悄悄的声音

你唱着 那是我们曾经回忆里的故事 告诉我它们还在那里

你说你一个人 我在呼喊你 也许我会记着 你那些破碎的日记

我听说 他们说努力就会有结果 我听着有点落寞 也许是想要太多

我们也许会在天空相遇

Noctilucents Live In Shanghai 10.05.19

acousmatic growth - 19/03/2024

the flowers we planted died in spring

bandcamp

Artwork by L.M. Oder - "The Development of Neo Povera & Processionist Ideas"

March on, guide me

tired of emails (who leave me no choice but to run)

bambi slaughter