Love is building.
Hate is a building torn down,
but love is building.
- Sensefield, "Building"

jamesbickers.com

Whitemoth is the name under which I compose ambient, new age and electronic music. This is the first in a series of ambient re-imaginings of classical pieces; just as the Hero's Journey tells us that similar themes will recur time and time again in literature, this project imagines recurring themes in music, with new treatments offering new revelations.

I hope you enjoy this work.

1 no. 1 in E flat major 06:24
7.32 MB
2 no. 2 in C major 10:03
11.50 MB
3 no. 3 in F major 03:23
3.87 MB
4 no. 4 in A major 02:52
3.28 MB
5 no. 5 in C major 04:17
4.90 MB
6 no. 6 in D major 03:27
3.95 MB
7 no. 7 in A flat major 05:24
6.20 MB

 

Even before I rise, my thoughts throng to you, my immortal beloved!--sometimes full of joy, and yet again sad, waiting to see whether Fate will hear us. I must live either wholly with you, or not at all. Indeed I have resolved to wander far from you till the moment arrives when I can fly into your arms, and feel that they are my home, and send forth my soul in unison with yours into the realm of spirits. Alas! it must be so! You will take courage, for you know my fidelity. Never can another possess my heart--never, never!

Your love made me the most happy and yet the most unhappy of men. At my age, life requires a uniform equality; can this be found in our mutual relations? My angel! I have this moment heard that the post goes every day, so I must conclude, that you may get this letter the sooner. Be calm! for we can only attain our object of living together by the calm contemplation of our existence. Continue to love me. Yesterday, to-day, what longings for you, what tears for you! for you! for you! my life! my all! Farewell! Oh! love me forever, and never doubt the faithful heart of your lover, L.

Ever thine.
Ever mine.
Ever each other's.

-July 7, 1800

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