Dominik Beń
keeps coming back to
Nothing below is randomly generated. That's the problem.
I'm Dominik. I'm based in Poland but I like people everywhere, so I write in a more generic language. Mistakes come free.
This place is mine. A space to be a history of chaos — which sounded better in my head, and I'm keeping it.
What lands here: music I want somebody else to hear. Art that made me stop scrolling. Shitty philosophical ups and downs. Daily bread. Sometimes a record wrecks my week and I write about it at 2am. Sometimes nothing comes for two years — that's a post too, just an unwritten one.
I used to be a dreamer. Still am. The difference is that now I take the action first and do the regretting properly, afterwards, like an adult.
I build things — this site included, rebuilt more times than it has readers. Moving the furniture is easier than writing so I create.
No schedule. No plan. Order out of chaos, occasionally, by accident.
If you found this: hi. Hope you're well. Hope we meet each other later.
Escaping. Aren't we escaping this world with every passing second? That's what music tells me. It tells me a story where we're all just tourists.
Sometimes I think I'm serving my time for music — crazy shit.
But well, that's how I grew up. Music is something that can't be denied. And I found in it my chance to feel good.
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Art is an answer to a lot of what I struggle with. You might want to call it crap — I don't give a fuck, because it's what I like.
And what I like is art that opens my mind to beauty. That's the important word: beauty. I don't want to know “art” that only wants to tell me something. I want to feel amazed by something beautiful.
When you're in that moment, the one where you're actually feeling the beauty of life, you might want to make something. I made the things below.




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CONFOUNDED
Noise is everywhere. Noise is bad.
Something that might work for others can be, for you, just noise.
Noise softens your purpose. Softens your consciousness.
You believe in Freedom. I believe in Chaos.
But only order can save us.
Hidden in the letters: MAKE ORDER OUT OF CHAOS
Evidence is all you need. For me that's life itself — the rules we live inside, the universe, every concept we're able to imagine at all.
There's too much of it to not believe.
I'm not the one to judge. I'm the one who discovers.
God is the one who knows. That's reason enough to be better with the time I've been given.
Machines. Are we? Or are we just dreamers?
I'm a dreamer. So I code to make the dreams real. I started late, and I've probably given it too much of my time since.
AI, please do the job for me — thank you.
