Electric Dreamscape
@krissnic.bsky.social
Electric Dreamscape
Composer of ethereal soundscapes | Architect of cinematic dreams.
A place where echoes become memories, and melodies drift through unseen worlds.
Composer of ethereal soundscapes | Architect of cinematic dreams.
A place where echoes become memories, and melodies drift through unseen worlds.
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Electric Dreamscape
@krissnic.bsky.social
· Jun 13
I do not believe suffering makes us noble.
But I do believe
it makes us honest.
And in a world like this,
honesty is its own kind of rebellion.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence
But I do believe
it makes us honest.
And in a world like this,
honesty is its own kind of rebellion.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence
Reflections of the Unseen – A Soundscape of Solitude
YouTube video by Electric Dreamscape
youtu.be
August 31, 2025 at 5:13 AM
August 27, 2025 at 3:09 AM
my music art piece on YouTube
youtu.be/VHPcpN37FVw?...
youtu.be/VHPcpN37FVw?...
July 8, 2025 at 7:46 PM
my music art piece on YouTube
youtu.be/VHPcpN37FVw?...
youtu.be/VHPcpN37FVw?...
June 25, 2025 at 10:52 PM
My latest artwork of music. youtu.be/4fn7RvF-1bM?...
Kriss - Somewhere Between Us
YouTube video by Electric Dreamscape
youtu.be
June 18, 2025 at 5:26 AM
My latest artwork of music. youtu.be/4fn7RvF-1bM?...
I do not believe suffering makes us noble.
But I do believe
it makes us honest.
And in a world like this,
honesty is its own kind of rebellion.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence
But I do believe
it makes us honest.
And in a world like this,
honesty is its own kind of rebellion.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence
June 13, 2025 at 7:49 PM
I do not believe suffering makes us noble.
But I do believe
it makes us honest.
And in a world like this,
honesty is its own kind of rebellion.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence
But I do believe
it makes us honest.
And in a world like this,
honesty is its own kind of rebellion.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence
Some sorrows live in the soul’s quiet attic,
untouched,
but glowing
like memory beneath dust.
#poetry #poetrylovers #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
untouched,
but glowing
like memory beneath dust.
#poetry #poetrylovers #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
June 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
Some sorrows live in the soul’s quiet attic,
untouched,
but glowing
like memory beneath dust.
#poetry #poetrylovers #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
untouched,
but glowing
like memory beneath dust.
#poetry #poetrylovers #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
My latest music release, hope that you will feel the emotions.
#musiclovers #artofmusic #indiemusic #electricdreamscape
youtu.be/t1Ixmq77KJY?...
#musiclovers #artofmusic #indiemusic #electricdreamscape
youtu.be/t1Ixmq77KJY?...
Kriss - A World That Waits for No One
YouTube video by Electric Dreamscape
youtu.be
June 4, 2025 at 8:25 PM
My latest music release, hope that you will feel the emotions.
#musiclovers #artofmusic #indiemusic #electricdreamscape
youtu.be/t1Ixmq77KJY?...
#musiclovers #artofmusic #indiemusic #electricdreamscape
youtu.be/t1Ixmq77KJY?...
The bruise never spoke.
But every heartbeat it made
Was a kind of cry.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
But every heartbeat it made
Was a kind of cry.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
June 4, 2025 at 8:17 PM
The bruise never spoke.
But every heartbeat it made
Was a kind of cry.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
But every heartbeat it made
Was a kind of cry.
#poetrylovers #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
You are not what happened to you.
You are what survived it.
Pain held in silence becomes shame.
Speak.
Even if your voice trembles.
You are not alone.
Not anymore.
#HurtUnspoken #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
You are what survived it.
Pain held in silence becomes shame.
Speak.
Even if your voice trembles.
You are not alone.
Not anymore.
#HurtUnspoken #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
June 2, 2025 at 10:57 PM
You are not what happened to you.
You are what survived it.
Pain held in silence becomes shame.
Speak.
Even if your voice trembles.
You are not alone.
Not anymore.
#HurtUnspoken #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
You are what survived it.
Pain held in silence becomes shame.
Speak.
Even if your voice trembles.
You are not alone.
Not anymore.
#HurtUnspoken #poetry #poetryofsilence #electricdreamscape
Not all screams are loud.
Some hide in the way we smile.
Still, we are breaking.
#poetry #poetryofsilence
Some hide in the way we smile.
Still, we are breaking.
#poetry #poetryofsilence
June 2, 2025 at 10:50 PM
Not all screams are loud.
Some hide in the way we smile.
Still, we are breaking.
#poetry #poetryofsilence
Some hide in the way we smile.
Still, we are breaking.
#poetry #poetryofsilence
In the spaces between memories, we find whispers of who we used to be. Sometimes, it's the fragments that hold the most truth.
#ElectricDreamscape
#musiclovers #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
youtube.com/watch?v=DwLe...
#ElectricDreamscape
#musiclovers #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
youtube.com/watch?v=DwLe...
Kriss - Fragments of Who We Are
YouTube video by Electric Dreamscape
youtube.com
May 20, 2025 at 11:40 AM
In the spaces between memories, we find whispers of who we used to be. Sometimes, it's the fragments that hold the most truth.
#ElectricDreamscape
#musiclovers #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
youtube.com/watch?v=DwLe...
#ElectricDreamscape
#musiclovers #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
youtube.com/watch?v=DwLe...
In the spaces between memories,
we find whispers of who we used to be.
Sometimes,
it's the fragments that hold the most truth.
#ElectricDreamscape #FragmentsOfWhoWeAre #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
we find whispers of who we used to be.
Sometimes,
it's the fragments that hold the most truth.
#ElectricDreamscape #FragmentsOfWhoWeAre #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
May 16, 2025 at 9:12 PM
In the spaces between memories,
we find whispers of who we used to be.
Sometimes,
it's the fragments that hold the most truth.
#ElectricDreamscape #FragmentsOfWhoWeAre #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
we find whispers of who we used to be.
Sometimes,
it's the fragments that hold the most truth.
#ElectricDreamscape #FragmentsOfWhoWeAre #PoetryOfSilence #MemoryEchoes #EtherealMoments #WhispersInTheWind
In the quiet spaces between memories,
We are scattered like whispers in the wind,
Pieces of moments half-remembered,
Stitched together by the fragile thread of time.
We are scattered like whispers in the wind,
Pieces of moments half-remembered,
Stitched together by the fragile thread of time.
May 16, 2025 at 8:54 PM
In the quiet spaces between memories,
We are scattered like whispers in the wind,
Pieces of moments half-remembered,
Stitched together by the fragile thread of time.
We are scattered like whispers in the wind,
Pieces of moments half-remembered,
Stitched together by the fragile thread of time.
“What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness. Those moments when another human being was there, in front of me, suffering, and I responded ... sensibly. Reservedly. Mildly.”
— George Saunders (1958)
— George Saunders (1958)
May 12, 2025 at 9:00 AM
“What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness. Those moments when another human being was there, in front of me, suffering, and I responded ... sensibly. Reservedly. Mildly.”
— George Saunders (1958)
— George Saunders (1958)
For a music lovers, something new from me.
youtube.com/watch?v=A4o6...
youtube.com/watch?v=A4o6...
Kriss - For you, I have so many words
YouTube video by Electric Dreamscape
youtube.com
May 11, 2025 at 4:31 PM
For a music lovers, something new from me.
youtube.com/watch?v=A4o6...
youtube.com/watch?v=A4o6...
I stood on the edge of everything I wanted
and watched it pull away,
like the sky retreating
when you try to touch it.
I reached out anyway.
Because sometimes,
the ache of almost
is better than the emptiness
of never.
#electricdreamscape #poetryofsilence #art #poetry
and watched it pull away,
like the sky retreating
when you try to touch it.
I reached out anyway.
Because sometimes,
the ache of almost
is better than the emptiness
of never.
#electricdreamscape #poetryofsilence #art #poetry
May 9, 2025 at 9:14 PM
I stood on the edge of everything I wanted
and watched it pull away,
like the sky retreating
when you try to touch it.
I reached out anyway.
Because sometimes,
the ache of almost
is better than the emptiness
of never.
#electricdreamscape #poetryofsilence #art #poetry
and watched it pull away,
like the sky retreating
when you try to touch it.
I reached out anyway.
Because sometimes,
the ache of almost
is better than the emptiness
of never.
#electricdreamscape #poetryofsilence #art #poetry
