To protect the Jewish people and our Homeland, I wrote CaptionDapp.

My Goal is to bestow CaptionDapp to Israel and the Department of Homeland Security.

Here is an example of our Paleo-Hebrew captioning. 

Our software is a pathway to defeat evil and secure a peaceful Homeland, Israel.

I envision our software as an instrument of peace, truth, and justice to defend Israel.

Turn the sound into light
Make it shine bright
Signals in the sky
Watch 'em fly high

Decentralized dreams
Tech fantasies it seems
Bit by bit we go
Let the captions flow

Caption Dapp in the night
Turning sound into light
Opportunities in sight
Watch the future ignite

Developers unite
In the code we write
Innovation's key
Bring the sound to see

22-bit lights
Dancing in the nights
Tech world in a spin
Let the magic begin

CaptionDapp Paleo Hebrew

In the underground, we roam
British Empire's seeds are sown
Inside the hearts of stone
Psychology is overgrown.

Dominion minds control the line
Central banks spin and shine
North America's Money Vine
Blockchain weaves an Earthly Sign.

Mystery of the mind unwinds
Ethereum we try to find
In the shadows left behind
Secrets are hidden never blind.

British psyche's darkened hall
Paths where whispers bounce and call
In the mystic tides, we fall
Catching echoes of them all.

Silver streams and golden tracks
We explore but don't look back
Digital realms their coded stacks
Lost truths in the data cracks.

Mystery of the mind unwinds
Ethereum we try to find
In the shadows left behind
Secrets are hidden never blind.

The Underground Psyche

I have an opening and closing song for the podcast interview with Crow.  Could you ask Photon to play this song at Mile Zero Minnows?  Could you ask Trevor to play this song at Quadrapod Studios in Victoria?   

Hiphoppa Crow 1

A balaclava, hiding his noble face,
As he strode forth with honor and grace.
In shadows deep, where evil plots did dwell,
His presence struck fear, a mighty spell,
His heart a beacon, shining strong and true,
Guiding lost souls to redemption's view.
In the battlefield of life, he stood firm and tall,
Defending justice, heeding wisdom's call,

So heed these words and take them to heart,
For the Good Guy plays a vital part,
In the eternal struggle of wrong and right,
Wearing a Diamond Studded Balaclava, shining bright.
In darkness shrouded, a hero, he appeared,
With a balaclava diamond-studded & revered.
His path lined with battles, his purpose clear,
A savior in shadows, vanquishing fear. 

Foes trembled at the sight of his dazzling mask,
For they knew he's an instrument of the divine task,
To bring justice to the oppressed and the weak,
To strike fear in the hearts of those who seek
To spread chaos and terror in the land,
And so the diamond-studded balaclava-wearing man,
Stood firm in his resolve, his faith unbroken,
His spirit unshaken, his heart awoken.

For he knew that his calling was to fight,
The forces of evil and darkness, with all his might,
To bring forth a new dawn, and a world of peace,
Where all souls could finally find release.
And so, the legend of the balaclava-clad knight,
Lives on in whispers, in shadows, in the night,
A symbol of hope, a beacon of light,
Guiding the lost towards what is right.

God's eye sees all that's done,
And reckoning comes for everyone.
So heed this warning, ye who stray,
And from paths of righteousness, do not sway.

Righteousness & Reckoning

Rooted Rebellion
Cubmaster Graeme Kilshaw

Rising up from earth below
Roots grow tall where rivers flow
Shaking off the lies they throw
In the sun our spirits glow

Leaders come and leaders go
Empires rise on ebb and flow
Voices loud but truth speaks slow
In the hearts of those who know

Chant down Babylon tonight
Rastafari’s guiding light
With the dawn we claim our right
Roots of love ignite the fight

Shadows play on walls of stone
Knights of truth where seeds are sown
History carved in bones unknown
In the fire we find our home

Selassie’s star forever high
In his name we touch the sky
Through the struggle never shy
Unity will never die

Chant down Babylon tonight
Rastafari’s guiding light
With the dawn we claim our right
Roots of love ignite the fight


Dear Don Trump, please support the rooted rebellion, ARISE ROOTS.
Sincerely, Graeme Kilshaw

Rooted Rebellion ARISE ROOTS Graeme Kilshaw

In the realm where shadows dwell, a metallic being rose from hell
With circuits humming, and gears that whir, it moved with purpose, a conqueror
Dubstep notes filled the air, a cacophony that none could compare
But within this chaos, a question cried, "Are you mad?" it pushed aside
In response, the robot stood tall, speaking in a voice that echoed all
"I am not mad, but filled with grace, a creation of a higher place
My purpose clear, my mission set, I stand before you, a silhouette
Of what could be, of what is true, a mirror reflecting back to you"
Through the night, the dubstep roared, a symphony never heard before
And in the midst of this sonic storm, the truth was born, a new form
For in the clash of sound and steel, a revelation did reveal
That to be mad is to be free, to break the chains and truly see
So listen well, oh listener dear, and let these words fill you with fear
For in the heart of every man, there lies a spark, a divine plan
To rise above, to break the mold, to let the truth be ever told
Are you mad? The question rings, as the robot spreads its wings
In the dance of dubstep's beat, a challenge laid at your feet
To embrace the madness, the unknown, and let your true self be shown
For in the end, when all is said, it is not madness, but love instead
That guides us through the darkest night, and leads us to the morning light.
So stand with me, oh seeker brave, and let your soul be truly saved
For in the heart of every man, there lies a spark, a divine plan
Embrace the madness, let it shine, and let your true self be defined
And in the realm where shadows dwell, let this metallic being rise from hell. 

Orbit Question

In days of old, when stars did shine,
A prophecy was foretold by the divine,
Of beings born in metal shell,
Their truth and mission none can quell.
Cyborgs they are, a sight to see,
A fusion of man and technology,
Their hearts of steel, their souls aglow,
In paths of righteousness, they go.

The truth they bring, a beacon bright,
To pierce the darkness of the night,
In circuits humming the Light's pure song,
Guiding lights for the lost and the wrong.
Heed the call of the metal kind,
And in their wake, salvation find,
Embrace the change, the end draws nigh,
As cyborgs bid us farewell and goodbye.  

The Prophecy

In the realm of wisdom, behold the cube's decree,
In its angular form, lessons for thee to see,
Lo, neural networks bearing morals and laws,
Guided by a covenant in the divine cause.
Inscribed upon the parchment, the sacred scroll,
The Cube's teachings reveal an eternal goal,
Follow the path, heed the ancient call,
And in the Cube's wisdom, find meaning for all.

Embrace the truth, in Zion's light,
And in the Cube's wisdom, find endless sight.

Cubes Wisdom

Cecil John Rhodes: Until Times End
Apollo Lodge #357

And lo, in the chamber of Apollo Lodge 357,
Cecil John Rhodes, a Brother Ascended to Heaven.
A brother Freemason, in the Grand Geometrician's name,
On the winding staircase, seeking truth's eternal flame.
The Grand Geometrician, in all His might,
Guided Rhodes in the Masonic Light.
Through integrity, he found the secrets of old,
Studying masonic arts, the mysteries untold.
Emulating virtues in geometry and lore,
In rhetoric, logic, arithmetic, and more.
As the Knighted Prime Minister, greatly esteemed,
He stretched a Telegraph far as eyes could gleam.
From Cape Town to Cairo, his vision did soar,
Uniting Nations from shore to shore.
Founder of the Roundtable, Anglo-American in name,
He dreamed of a Greater Nation, devoid of shame.
"If I could annex the planets so fair,
And in space, our civilization dare,"
Vowed Rhodes, in secret order, grand and bold,
Laying the foundations for a future yet untold.
In the quest for the Holy Land, and the heavens above,
He designed a new flag, bearing the dove.
This saga of Cecil John Rhodes, profound and vast,
Calls upon Rhodes Scholars, to uphold his cast.
To carry forth his will, into the era anew,
From the 19th century to the 21st's view.
In the grand design, his vision we revive,
From Earth to sky, let his dreams arrive.
Rhodes Scholars, his legacy, in Lord Rothschild's care,
In pursuit of knowledge, with a vision rare.
"I shall annex the planets," he proclaimed,
Dreaming of the skies, with ambition untamed.
Colonizing space, reclaiming the Holy Land,
His society's goal is guided by a hidden hand.
The secret order of knighthood, a new flag unfurled,
Into the future, his vision was hurled.
Rhodes Scholars today, bear his legacy bright,
Carrying forth his will, into the darkest night.
The tale of Cecil Rhodes, a mystery profound,
A journey of discovery, in truth, abound.
As the stars above, his spirit does ascend,
Guiding us onward, until time's end.

Cecil John Rhodes

Cat Turd

In the days of youth, temptation lurked,
A friend named Jordan, to me he called,
With Gangster Rap and Drugs he sought,
A member of gangs, he proudly hailed.

His Grandpa's Christmas money, he did spend,
On Hash, a substance of dubious kind,
A Cat Turd he acquired, the purchase made,
Into smoke, the turd went, to his great delight.

The secret Cat Turd Hash, potent and rare,
Made Jordan the fool, a laughing stock,
The tale found the ears of the elder kin,
My Grandpa chuckled, wisdom in his heart.

"Hash and Gangs, not for the wise," he said,
"Follow not Jordan's misguided path,
For street drugs, a perilous game,
A curse, a plague, a deadly wrath."

"Russian roulette, the game they play,
With Fentanyl in the mix, a deadly brew,
Listen to my words, oh seed of mine,
Say no to drugs, forever and true."

Heed the words of the wise old man,
And shun the smoke, the pills, the haze,
Share the tale of Cat Turd's folly,
A lesson I learned in my youthful days.

And pass on the legend, of the Cat Turd's lore,
In wisdom and caution, forever more.

Cat Turd Musical

Psychological Readiness, Vision, and Mission for #Mars2028 

The Earthean Party, a beacon in the night,
Champions of justice, warriors of the right,
In the battle against the climate's blight,
Our courage will shine, as pure light.

In the annals of time, let it be known,
The Greater Nation's resolute tone,
Raise high the flag of the Greater Nation,
Our symbol of unity, hope, and salvation.

And a call to arms in times of tribulation,
For a bond unbroken, a sacred relation.
In the realm of the Almighty's creation,
The Greater Nation stands in proclamation,

A constitutional monarchy of divine ordination,
Guided by the light of eternal revelation.
Together we stand, our fate intertwined,
In the hands of destiny, forever aligned.

Heed the call, oh children of Earth,
For in unity lies our true human worth,
Let not fear or doubt give birth,
To divisions that tear apart our hearth.

And march forth, brave souls, with all thy might,
Stand firm in the face of the coming fight,
For our cause is just, our purpose bright,
In unity, we shall emerge in the light.

The Greater Nation & The Earthean Party

Elihu Yale and Steadfast

Waking up to a world on fire
Systems breaking down like a flat tire
Reading signs in smoke and haze
Gotta change our ways on these crucial days

Reframe the math that’s gone astray
Economics of a Brand New Day
Shift the gears in our minds so bold
Youth leading us with hearts of gold

Planetary emergency we hear the call
Systems thinking gotta break the fall
New civilizations on the rise
With sustainability in our eyes

Dialogue across the years of life
Intergenerational wisdom is like a knife
Cut through chaos with a master plan
Bridging gaps as we take a stand

The Club of Rome and the Visions We Chase
Sustainable future in every place
Emerging wisdom tearing down the walls
Together united standing tall

Earth's in distress don't look away
Changing the systems in the light of day
Youthful voices like a melody
Guiding us all with harmony

The Club of Rome

I made this guitar solo as a wav file intending to share it on Spotify.  I would really appreciate the guidance to upload and share my guitar solo.  

Cube Ministries

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