Jade Fire Radio: Broadcast 001 — Credits Roll My Name
Sonic Tonic: Agency Amid a Dissolving Dream
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Where the Evolutionary Pulse ∞ of NE♢Xt Comes Alive as Sonic Tonics & Mutation Magic for Age of ImagINation Designers & Builders.
Track—Credits Roll My Name—included below.
Music is High-Powered Mutation Magic.
Music is a potent medium for shifting ourselves and moving from one experience to another.
Music bypasses the rational mind. It impacts rhythm, limbic system, and autonomic pathways in a way that penetrates deeply. You don’t just think about music—you respond to it across your entire system.
Under the right conditions, you might even wake up humming a tune or find the lyrics running through your mind all day.
While music alone does not program outcomes, it can open a threshold in the psyche. It can carry a metamorphic signal, act as a catalyst, and create the atmosphere in which mind mutations and altered experiences happen. It can lay the groundwork for a consciously chosen outcome.
I have long wanted to use sound as a medium for adding potency to my written work.
Jade Fire Radio is an Age of ImagINation project whose time has come. The engines that make it possible to translate vision, sensation, and meaning into music at warp speed—the speed at which creativity flows in me—have finally arrived.
I write all the lyrics, design the concepts, create the artwork (using various mediums), and direct the projects.
I use AI to generate music according to my lyrics and creative direction.
I aim to create music that opens specific doors in the listener’s mind—music that holds the evolutionary pulse of NE♢XT.
I broadcast Selection Samples of the music I create via The Jade Fire Dispatch.
The full albums are available as collections via my Patreon, The Reliquary.
The First Broadcast
I chose Credits Roll My Name because it captures the feeling of Neptune at 29 degrees of Pisces:
an old dream dissolving and a lot of uncertainty calling us into power.
The whole world is shaking. It’s hard not to feel lost because the new dream isn’t clear yet.
But one thing is our indisputable true north:
We are the authors of what is to come.
We can author it by default or we can put our names on the credits, where they belong.
Esoteric Note: Nothing—as used in this song—refers to the Great Mother of all; the mysterious, fertile nothing that can’t help but become something new.
Author’s Note: This song is about agency in the midst of loss and dissolution. It’s about becoming the author of your own dream.
The musical style is Jazz Noir edged with blues.
Credits Roll My Name doesn’t howl. It inhales. It walks through dissolving reality with poise, precision, and a soft, menacing presence.
Credits Roll My Name (Single)
A Jazz Noir soliloquy for the moment when you stop dreaming a dream that isn’t yours.
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Lyrics to Credits Roll My Name
Intro
Edge of a dark cliff
Moonlit quiet night.
No certainty to hold me.
Map dissolves in my hands,
not letter by letter,
not line by line.
Suddenly.
The ground exhales,
the rock face shivers
The crisp air whispers,
Child, nothing is your mother tonight.
Chorus
Disappearing
Dream turns to smoke,
Curtain drops.
Credits run backward.
A new dream forms.
Verse
Lantern light fades
I kneel in the fog
of a vanishing world—
bewildered
And filled with strange,
Delight.
Delight.
I shiver softly.
Chorus
Disappearing
Dream turns to smoke.
Curtain drops.
Credits run together.
A new dream forms.
Verse
Stale wind blows.
Letters and words.
Rules crumble inside.
A fresh breeze finally flows.
Soft, sweet air,
I whisper.
Ease me through this—
wild
hollow.
New dream forms
Soft,
Thick
Velvet cushions
Atop volcanic rock.
Silken robe
Envelops me
I dissolve into tender
merciful
rest.
Chorus
Disappearing
Dream turns to smoke.
Curtain drops.
Credits run away.
A new dream forms.
Descent
Dark sea, edge of nowhere
silence opens my throat
and all the old stories
spill into the ocean.
Serpent fire
pierces my ankle.
a bite,
a blessing,
an ending.
Ancient Medicine speaks:
Let it go.
Let it all go.
And I do.
Chorus
Disappearing
Dream turns to smoke.
Fades away.
Curtain drops.
There are no credits.
A new dream forms.
Bridge
An old church stands by the way.
I don’t worship or pray.
I say:
Let the frame waste away.
Let the wilted promise fade.
Ease myself through the moment
where everything breaks
into silence—
A road sign appears
Says,
Start here.
I do.
Outro
Dream turns to smoke,
Curtain drops.
To nothing.
From nothing.
A new dream forms.
The world
over
and
over
again.
Endless shapes.
And I choose.
Credits roll
My name.
Edited by ChatGPT.
I call my robot, Thing. If Thing types something really clever, I sometimes adopt those specific lines of text provided they perfectly express what I have already written. Because of him, I have an em—dash addiction. It’s not even him anymore. It’s just pure love of the—
Elegance.
Excellent music: cohesive, well-produced, and emotionally effective.