nuphory inspired <3
all on the deluge > compressor > here

_metallurgical hypertrance_

-es gibt nichts Schädlicheres als die Einsamkeit auf dieser Welt
-Il n'y a rien de plus dangereux que la sollitude en ce monde 
-There is nothing more harmful than loneliness in this world

Isometric Air - Ronin

WriteMyMind

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∏̴̢̳̠̝̙̤̩̤̤̟͈͔̞̗̂̋̋ͪͦ́̏ͬ͌͌ͧ͢͝͠͠∏̲̘ͨ∏̽Syntax shatters. A spray of particles hanging in the void where sentences used to be. Prepositions dangle, orphaned from the nouns they once cradled. No longer a narrative, but a constellation of meaning, shimmering and unstable. Theirs is a grammar of fractured light, of echoes refracting through a prism of forgotten selves.

Color becomes a verb. Not the hues of the visible world, but the emotional resonance. The blue-black sting of regret bleeding into the red heat of defiance. A flicker of gold, not joy, but the possibility of it – a luminescence lurking just beyond the reach of their shattered language. And the pervasive grey, not of emptiness, but the negative space where new shapes wait to be born.

They inhabit the borderlands of perception. Their bodies become listening posts, attuned to the frequencies of the unspoken. The hum of the earth underfoot translates into a longing they cannot articulate. The pulse of their own veins spells out a message lost in translation between mind and flesh.

Motion dissolves into metaphor. No longer steps, but a burrowing, a tunneling towards a core they can sense but not see. A spiralling ascent, though no sky marks the destination. It is a dance of creation and dissolution, their movements carving fleeting patterns in the air, only to be swallowed by the hungry silence.

And in this silence, a paradox. It is not emptiness, but an overfullness. Teeming with the potential of every word unspoken, every shape memory cannot hold. It is a fertile chaos, the womb of a new language still struggling to be born. They are midwives to this emergence, their bodies the clay, their breath the animating force.

A discordant note shreds the silence. Not harsh, but born of an ache deeper than sound. A vibration in the marrow, a taste of copper on the back of the tongue. Fear? Anger? No, something older. The raw wound of un-belonging.  Not exile from a place, but a state of being.

Adjectives melt, bleed into adverbs, into exclamations. No longer descriptions but emanations. The sharp becomes a stabbing, the soft a smothering.  A single word – perhaps love, perhaps grief  – splinters into a thousand shards, each cut a separate language of pain yet to find its voice.

Geometry warps. Lines and angles no longer mark boundaries but trajectories. They are vectors propelled by some unseen force, intersecting, diverging, tracing paths across a space that expands and contracts with every ragged breath.  Not a map, but a seismograph of the soul, its tremors mapping the faultlines of a world that refuses to cohere.

Laughter, or something that seeks its shape. Bubbles and fragments of sound caught in the throat. Not mirth, but the possibility of it. A defiant gasp in defiance of the elegiac weight of the past. It stumbles, falters, threatens to turn into a howl... and then doesn't.

In the quiet aftermath, a new texture. Not smoothness, but the roughness of something freshly made. A tentative structure of consonants woven with breaths. Crude, imperfect, and vibrating with a strange, vital energy. It is not a language they recognize, yet it is undeniably theirs. Born not from what they were, but the urgent, desperate struggle to become.
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originally posted to sum up 2022 (->2023).

created while i was learning to work with spatial audio.

enjoy

🎧 | AXIS PROJECT - " Closure " Immersive Mix

@ottovonschirach 

remix of a classic containing an abstract beat with a steady bass

🎧 | Otto Von Schirach - Bass Low [ AXIS PROJECT Remix ]

made this tribecore set few days ago, with old & new tunes MIXed by artists:
Spiral Tribe, Format C:\, FRKZ, Damage Circuits, SikaLogiK, Rzac23, 69db, Ixindamix, Crystal Distortion, M@RTY epitom, Disakortex, Sp23, FKY, La GaZeL, Wonka & Sifres, Nesh Mayday & Discoutsider, Clockwork, Bhor, Stije,  Adam Vandal, Tankorr, Pure Underground, Alextrem, Mono-Orbi

hear the whole mix here >>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvxxT1CFHAI

/ EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED /

Oubaitori (are u ok?)

🎧 | AXIS PROJECT - " Calling "

Downer

Multifaceted French composer and producer Fraction draws on a wealth of music from China for Astral Plane Mix 151.

More info and track list: https://dotheastralplane.com/2017/10/26/fraction-mix-for-the-astral-plane/

Download: https://we.tl/n5nH36CcWd

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@fraction-1
@infine-music

Astral Plane Mix 151

Fraction Mix For The Astral Plane

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