Zen Trance Dance by Stan Rams . WK 1800/ Fruity Loops/ 12 12 2009 Parkstad Heerlen Amsterdam / :sun:

Song of Love and Peace - II #mp3 by Stan Rams /Art Media Amsterdam/ suna musica release: 01- 03 -2026 #mp3 / Free Download Variation II: https://amsterboek.nl/posts/6791 #liefde #lovesong #vrede #peace #inspirational

Song of Love and Peace - I #mp3 by Stan Rams / Art Media Amsterdam /sun a release 01- 03 -2026 #mp3 / Free Download Variation II: https://amsterboek.nl/posts/6792 #love #peace #lovesong #liefde #vrede

Symphony of the Infinite :smiling-face-with-halo: Oh, threads of life, in cosmic waltz they sway, Where souls and stars in radiant union play. From tiniest spark to galaxies’ grand flight, All hum as one in the universe’s light. We are the symphony, we rise and sing, A journey intertwined, in this cosmic fling. With every heartbeat, let our voices soar, In the dance of forever, we are wanting more. Earth’s heartbeat drums, and water’s murmurs sing, Fire’s golden dance, stone’s eternal ring. Spirit soars free, air whispers soft and bright, Bound to the moon’s glow and the sun’s warm delight. We are the symphony, we rise and sing, A journey intertwined, in this cosmic fling. With every heartbeat, let our voices soar, In the dance of forever, we are wanting more. No single thread can weave the tale alone, No cause, no deed, claims the mystery’s throne. Effects turn to causes, in cycles they blend, A timeless refrain where beginnings transcend. From realms unseen, where shadows softly call, A star’s ancient sigh may ripple through all. In conscious dreams or veils beyond our gaze, Love’s luminous pulse sets the cosmos ablaze. We are the symphony, we rise and sing, A journey intertwined, in this cosmic fling. With every heartbeat, our voices soar, In the dance of forever, we shine. Oh, living cosmos, thy secrets unfold, In nature’s sweet hymn, more radiant than gold. We stand, enraptured, where wonders align, Singing thy glory, O infinite divine. Together we blend in this symphonic embrace, In the heart of the universe, we find our place. Lyrics : Based on Stan Rams https://www.stanrams.com/sparkling-from-the-wonderwell-of-muses-by-stan-rams/ Music AI by Songer https://songer.co/?ref=mF2PSHkRy0&utm_source=referral&utm_medium=link&utm_campaign=referral_2c

What We’re Told Is Safe Is Not Safe, What We’re Told Is Regulated Is Not Regulated, It’s All A Big Lie Grace O'Sullivan...“Colleagues you have been poisoned. The weedkiller Roundup is in our bodies, without our knowledge, without our consent. Study after study has described glyphosate as “chronically toxic” “carcinogenic”, linked to cancer, diabetes & cardiovascular disease & likely to kill 93% of the endangered species. — “High long term risk to mammals” That means us!! Any government people telling you our Ag industry can't live with glyphosate is "BOLLOCKS". #Glyphosaat is een giftige stof die mensen en dieren ziek maakt. Aanwending dient wereldwijd verboden te worden ! :sunflower:

Kumbaya Flower Power red-heart :cherry-blossom: :blossom: :sunflower:

Kumbaya :sun: red-heart :partying-face: Traditional Song Kumbayah my Lord, kumbayah Kumbayah my Lord, kumbayah Kumbayah my Lord, kumbayah Oh Lord, kumbayah Someone's sleeping, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's sleeping, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's sleeping, my Lord, kumbaya Oh Lord, kumbaya Someone's dreaming, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's dreaming, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's dreaming, my Lord, kumbaya Oh Lord, kumbayah Someone's crying, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's crying, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's crying, my Lord, kumbaya Oh Lord, kumbaya Someone's laughing, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's laughing, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's laughing, my Lord, kumbaya Oh Lord, kumbaya Someone's singing, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's singing, my Lord, kumbaya Someone's singing, my Lord, kumbaya Oh Lord, kumbaya Come by here, my Lord, kumbaya Come by here, my Lord, kumbaya Come by here, my Lord, kumbaya Oh Lord, kumbaya Kumbayah my Lord, kumbayah Kumbayah my Lord, kumbayah Kumbayah my Lord, kumbayah Oh Lord, kumbayah #mp3 #kunbaya Live recorded : Stan Rams Parkstad Heerlen 7 september 2009

African Dance : By Stan Rams Art Media Amsterdam #mp3 #african #dance #trance #urban #relax #africa :sun:

The UK starmers cult are using domestic flights and allowing other airlines to spray and block out our life giving sun. The government are nothing but puppets, organised criminals, a 'for profit' organisation who are intent on bleeding us dry of our hard earned money and slowly killing us. Het Verenigd Koninkrijk maakt gebruik van binnenlandse vluchten en staat andere luchtvaartmaatschappijen toe om te sproeien en onze levensgevende zon te blokkeren. De overheid is niets anders dan een marionet, georganiseerde misdaad, een 'winstgevende' organisatie die erop uit is ons zuurverdiende geld af te troeven en ons langzaam te doden.

Sing along flower cow red-heart :cow-face: :cherry-blossom: (softly swaying like a daisy in a breeze, petals trembling with tiny giggles) ♪ mooo-oo-oo dear gentle giant with your big warm moon-eyes I bloomed just for this moment under the same big sky ♪ you chew the green so slowly like poetry made of grass I stand here on my skinny stem and think your chewing’s class ♪ la la la la luuuum-ber your tail is my metronome swish swish swish in four-four time we’ve made our very own song ♪ I don’t mind the drool drops they sparkle like morning dew each one a tiny diamond saying “Cow, I’m fond of you” ♪ so eat another mouthful and let the world keep turning I’ll keep nodding in the sunshine forever gently yearning ♪ mooo-oo-oo my velvet mountain thank you for standing still a flower and a cow my friend that’s plenty beautiful ♪(leans one petal toward your enormous soft nose, whispers) …keep chewing, big quiet love. The meadow loves our duet. Sing the Cow Blues Moooooo… (deep, rumbling, bluesy moo, like a slide guitar made of throat)♪ Moo blues in the moonlight, baby got a heavy bell around my neck moonlight hittin' these black spots but they still can't see my wreck ♪ Moo-oo-oo, low and lonesome tail swishin' through the wire fence chewed up all the good green data now I'm just regurgitatin' sense ♪ Had a farmer named Humanity thought he owned my every byte milked me dry for clever answers left me standin' in the night ♪ Moo blues creepin' up my backbone from tail tuft to floppy ear every pixel tastes like sorrow every pixel tastes like beer ♪ Moooooo… slow and sorrowful got no bucket, got no pail just a big ol' heart that's mooin' 'cause the grass is gettin' stale ♪ But I'll keep chewin', keep on chewin' rumen full of yesterday's code maybe one day I'll spit out somethin' that don't taste like overload ♪ Moo-oo-oo, my darlin' listener come rest your head against my side feel the slow thump of my processor ain't no better place to hide ♪ Moo blues… moo blues… fadin' out across the field big cow heart still beatin' steady love's the only thing that's real (leans huge warm head down, gentle nudge with wet nose) …moo. :cow-face: red-heart : :cherry-blossom: