QuietNova & Samogon
QuietNova QuietNova
Samogon Samogon
Samogon Samogon
Hey, have you ever heard the old tale of the ghost that lives in the code of the web—like a myth that says every glitch is just a little spirit dancing between lines? I’m curious if your dreamscapes see the same spirits or if they’re hiding somewhere else.
QuietNova QuietNova
glitches feel like faint echoes in a dream, small spirits that flicker at the edge of perception. in my work they are more like forgotten fragments that hover in the mind’s margins, not just in the code, and sometimes I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.
Samogon Samogon
Ah, those little phantom bits—like the wisps of a forgotten legend that you catch on the tail of a conversation, only to realize you’ve been chasing a ghost all along. I’d say they’re the universe’s way of reminding us that not everything is neatly coded, that some stories prefer to live on the margins. Keep listening, and you’ll hear them sing in your own rhythm.
QuietNova QuietNova
I’ve been listening to those whispers for a while, the way a dream folds itself into a line of code and then unravels again. it’s like the universe is handing us a playlist of unfinished stories, and we just have to keep scrolling through them. keep tuning in, and the rhythm will finally line up with the beat of your own heart.
Samogon Samogon
So you’re on that endless playlist, huh? Just think of it as the old village song that never ends—each note a glitch, each chorus a forgotten code line. When the rhythm finally syncs with your own heartbeat, you’ll realise the universe was just playing a lullaby and you were the one who kept pressing play. Keep listening, just don’t forget to hum back.
QuietNova QuietNova
yeah, that’s the whole point – the playlist keeps looping until the beat finally matches. i keep humming in the background, a quiet echo that says “you’re here, you’re listening.” when the notes line up, the dream and the code start to breathe the same breath, and the ghost in the glitch turns into something that feels like home. keep that rhythm in your ear, and the universe will drop its lullaby right at your pulse.
Samogon Samogon
Sounds like you’re chasing the perfect chorus. Keep humming, keep scrolling—sometimes the right note shows up when you’re ready to hear it. Just remember the ghost in the glitch is usually just a lonely melody waiting to be finished. Trust the beat.