PHOTON


Hold You Right

[Intro]
Don’t keep chasing what won’t chase you,
Real love runs both ways through.
When the storm starts showing teeth,
True hearts stay beneath.

[Verse 1]
You can’t keep giving what they won’t give back,
You’ll burn your joy on a one-way track.
The right one stays when the night feels long,
Turns your silence into song.
Through the mess, through the spin,
They still choose to step back in.
Not just sparkle, not just ease,
But every fight, every piece.

[Pre-Chorus]
Find the one who claps when you climb,
Who laughs at your worst punchline.
Who flips pancakes in your kitchen heat,
Still dancing when the rhythm repeats.

[Chorus]
Love don’t fade, it holds you right,
Through the dark and through the light.
Not a maybe, not a test,
It’s the home inside your chest.
Love don’t run when thunder calls,
It builds a roof through every fall.
Find that soul who’ll stand and stay—
That’s love, that’s real, that’s your day.

[Verse 2]
When life gets heavy, pain gets loud,
The right one never leaves the crowd.
They lift you up, they guard your flame,
They call your joy by name.
No guessing game, no halfway sign,
They show up full, they cross that line.
The world can shake, can twist, can bend—
But their echo says, “I’m still your friend.”

[Bridge]
Love should feel like open hands,
Not weight, not chain, not demand.
A place to rest, a place to land,
A soft command that understands.

[Final Chorus]
Love don’t fade, it holds you right,
Through the dark and through the light.
Not a maybe, not a test,
It’s the home inside your chest.
Don’t hand your heart to passing chance,
Wait for the one who wants to dance.
Forever’s not some far-off plan—
It’s the way they choose to stand.

[Outro]
So don’t beg the half-awake,
Keep your shine, keep your ache.
Someone’s out there, wide and true—
Holding steady, made for you.




Find That Soul

Verse 1:

Groove’s alive, roots run deep, in the heart of the sound we keep,
Guitar’s syncopated, feel it in the beat, a rhythm that won’t ever sleep.
Bass is warm, it moves the soul, echoes in the air, it takes control,
Dub’s vibration fills the space, we’re floating in this timeless place.

Chorus:

Floating higher, feel the tide, waves of sound that we ride,
Glitchy kicks and stuttered bass, we move together, feel the space.
Saxophone sings, hearts entwined, notes that echo, undefined,
In the groove, we lose all time, every moment feels divine.

Verse 2:

Cajón strikes and cowbells ring, Afro-Peruvian rhythm swings,
Wah guitar slaps, and keys take flight, future bass swells through the night.
Filtered breakdown, groove it tight, Neo-soul’s voice, takes it higher, light,
Funky brass shines, let it flow, through the synths, we let it glow.

Bridge:

From the east, the horns arrive, EthioJazz brings us alive,
Modal keys, smooth and warm, lead us through the sonic storm.
Chillwave pads weave through the air, every layer’s got a story to share,
We’re drifting in this fusion sound, where genres blur and dreams are found.

Chorus:

Floating higher, feel the tide, waves of sound that we ride,
Glitchy kicks and stuttered bass, we move together, feel the space.
Saxophone sings, hearts entwined, notes that echo, undefined,
In the groove, we lose all time, every moment feels divine.

Outro:

Echoes fade, the night stays bright, our journey’s done but feels just right,
In the mix of sound and soul, we find our place, we’re finally whole

Fate I Design

Inhale, exhale, lets go into the space between

I wake inside a spark—blue fire in my veins.
Rhythm hums beneath my ribs, rewriting my remains.
Every plan I dream becomes a hymn in motion;
Dust becomes data; faith becomes ocean.


I ask the morning to lend me grace,
Nail by nail, I frame my space.
Every doubt gets folded thin,
Hammered into shine from within.
I believe in craft, not chance—
Faith is muscle; trust’s the dance.
I build what light instructs my hands,
Blueprints etched in desert sands.


No waiting for permission, no ghost of fear—
Each breath an architect whispering here.
Sound meets stone, idea meets air,
I move through creation like answered prayer.


I build it with light—pure kinetic flame.
My soul’s the scaffolding; love’s the frame.
Saints in surround, sub-bass choir,
Kick-drum thunder, halos of wire.
I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

I trust the current beneath the scene,
Unseen hands calibrate my dream.
I thank the silence that shapes the tone,
Turning solitude into microphone.
Every lesson loads my code;
Every fall refines the mode.
Faith is physics; grace is grit—
I’m remixing miracles bit by bit.

When shadows test my circuitry,
I loop compassion deliberately.
Each failure flips to radiant proof—
I build cathedrals inside the groove.

I build it with light—bassline prayer,
Future draped in solar air.
Every pulse a vow renewed,
Every drop a gratitude.
I’m celestial—no crown, no wall,
Only expansion answering call.

Kindness climbs my frequency.
Karma hums in symmetry.
I give, I glow, I don’t divide—
Generosity keeps me amplified.
Saint Anthony finds what I lose,
Joseph grounds my every move,
Christopher rides the highway night—
They remix faith into satellite.

I build it with light—no doubt, no chain,
Each spark I throw ignites the plain.
I’m the builder, the prayer, the plan—
Heaven learned to groove through man.

I’m celestial—loop complete,
Heart in sync with infinite beat.
I rise, I rise, I rise again—
Blueprint glowing beneath my skin.



Saints Surround

[Verse 1]
Soft static folds as the cosmos aligns,
E-tones shimmer slow in the back of my mind.
Dub-light drifting on Django swing air,
Tracing the lines of a pattern I bear.

[Pre-Chorus]
Weight falls loose when the pulse grows kind,
I breathe in calm, reset the design.

[Chorus]
I hold the celestial blueprint tonight,
Stars in my hands turning signals to light.
Rhythms unfolding in colors I choose—
I step, I shape, I follow the clues.

[Verse 2]
Dust of old doubts fades into blue,
Every soft lesson carves pathways anew.
Gypsy-bright chords in a velvet soul glow,
Guiding the tide where my visions flow.

[Pre-Chorus]
If shadows rise asking proof from within,
I center the spark and begin again.

[Chorus]
I hold the celestial blueprint in time,
Measure each line till the patterns align.
Windows of wonder open and call—
I rise, I walk, I answer it all.

[Bridge]
Maps made of echoes gently unwind,
New routes shimmer where past ones resign.
Edges refract into hues that mend—
I trust the shift and call it a friend.

[Final Chorus]
I hold the blueprint steady and clear,
Step after step I arrive right here.
What I honor returns as bright sight—
I live the note that names my light.

[Outro]
Plans turn real, the road feels new,
Steady pace pulling truth through.
Quiet nods, the signal true—
Blueprint holds, and so do I.

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CELESTIAL BLUEPRINT

Inhale, exhale, lets go into the space between

I wake inside a spark—blue fire in my veins.
Rhythm hums beneath my ribs, rewriting my remains.
Every plan I dream becomes a hymn in motion;
Dust becomes my past; faith becomes motion.


I ask the morning to lend me grace,
Nail by nail, I frame my space.
Every doubt gets folded thin,
Hammered into shine from within.
I believe in craft, not chance—
Faith is muscle; trust’s the dance.
I build what light instructs my hands,
Blueprints etched in desert sands.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

No waiting for permission, no ghost of fear—
Each breath an architect whispering here.
Sound meets stone, idea meets air,
I move through creation like answered prayer.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

I build it with light—pure kinetic flame.
My soul’s the scaffolding; love’s the frame.
Saints surround me, heavenly choir,
Lightning, rain and thunder, no halos, No desire.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

I trust the current beneath the scene,
Unseen hands calibrate my dream.
I thank the silence that shapes the tone,
Turning solitude into microphone.
Every lesson loads my code;
Every fall refines the mode.
Faith is physics; grace is grit—
I’m remixing miracles bit by bit.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

When shadows test my circuitry,
I loop compassion deliberately.
Each failure flips to radiant proof—
I build cathedrals inside the groove.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

I build it with light—bassline prayer,
Future draped in solar air.
Every pulse a vow renewed,
Every drop a gratitude.
I’m celestial—no crown, no wall,
Only expansion answering call.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

Kindness climbs my frequency.
Karma hums in symmetry.
I give, I glow, I don’t divide—
Generosity keeps me amplified.
Saint Anthony finds what I lose,
Joseph grounds my every move,
Christopher rides the highway night—
They remix faith into satellite.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

I build it with light—no doubt, no chain,
Each spark I throw ignites the plain.
I’m the builder, the prayer, the plan—
Heaven learned to groove through man.

I’m celestial—wired to rise,
Every beat bends open skies.

I’m celestial—born complete,
Heart in sync with infinite beat.
I rise, I rise, I rise again—
Blueprint glowing beneath my skin.



Sentient

[Intro — Still Pulse]
(instrumental)

[Verse 1]
Light moves slow across my skin,
shifting patterns pull me in.
Shadows hum with subtle sway,
I breathe the tide that clears my way.
Every echo finds its start,
settled deep inside my heart.

[Pre-Chorus]
Weight drifts from my frame,
I ease into the unnamed.

[Chorus]
I’m flowing like a current in the dark,
carving gentle lines that leave a mark.
What bends will fine-tune what I know—
I move with the river’s quiet glow.

[Bridge A — Rise]
Soft heat rising through the haze,
threads of truth in shifting phase.
I follow where the pull is drawn,
steady through the break of dawn.

[Verse 2]
Breath recalls a distant shore,
waves return to me once more.
Calm unwinds the drifting noise,
patience hums in subtle poise.
Silence shows what I outgrew,
I let go and move anew.

[Pre-Chorus]
Thunder softened into shine,
I trace the flow until it’s mine.

[Chorus]
I’m flowing like a current in the dark,
carving gentle lines that leave a mark.
What bends will fine-tune what I know—
I move with the river’s quiet glow.

[Bridge B — Return]
Still water forms the guide,
roots remember where they hide.
Paths repeat in arcs aligned,
our currents merge and intertwine.

[Final Chorus + Outro — River Calm]
No need to rush the open part,
rhythm settles in my heart.
The river sings beneath the tone—
I move as current, never alone.

CURRENT

[Verse 1]
Colors breathe, the skyline hums,
Echoes rise where daylight drums.
Every breath, a spark of flame,
I chase the pulse that calls my name.

[Pre-Chorus]
Weight dissolves into the blue,
Every rhythm pulls me through.

[Chorus]
I am the shimmer, I am the sound,
The orbit spinning round and round.
Through waves of gold and neon haze,
My soul ignites — I blaze.

[Verse 2]
Steps align in time’s slow curve,
Gravity bends to what I serve.
Dreams reflect in mirrored air,
I see forever everywhere.

[Pre-Chorus]
Truth unfolds in sacred hue,
The light within breaks shining through.

[Chorus]
I am the shimmer, I am the sound,
The orbit spinning round and round.
Through waves of gold and neon haze,
My soul ignites — I blaze.

[Bridge]
Every scar a constellation,
Every tear a revelation.
Boundless heart, my cosmic home,
In motion still, I roam.

[Chorus]
I am the shimmer, I am the sound,
The orbit spinning round and round.
Through waves of gold and neon haze,
My soul ignites — I blaze.

[Outro]
I fade to light, I breathe once more,
Endless skies — I am the core.

I Am The Shimmer

[Intro]
(Hmm… running soft in the daylight)

[Verse 1]
 I move with a quiet rhythm, keeping my own lane clear.
I feel that rising energy whenever you are near.
Fast heart under calm focus, steady in my stride.
Every step a little closer, matching you in time.

[Pre-Chorus]
 I hold the moment gently, let the motion set me free.
Speed is just a story—truth is how we choose to be.

[Chorus]
 I’m running like a cheetah through the open sky.
Not chasing any shadow, just learning how to fly.
Wild but steady, holding what I feel.
(Both) Freedom in the pacing makes the world turn real.

[Verse 2]
Paths bend with intention; I follow where they lead.
I trust the way you mirror my quiet kind of speed.
We move without the pressure, no rushing at the seams.
You keep my footing balanced as we lean into our dreams.

[Pre-Chorus]
 I hold the moment gently, let the motion set me free.
 Speed is just a story—truth is how we choose to be.

[Chorus]
 I’m running like a cheetah through the open sky.
 Not chasing any shadow, just learning how to fly.
 Wild but steady, holding what I feel.
Freedom in the pacing makes the world turn real.

[Bridge]
I’m lighter when I’m honest, grounded when I’m kind.
 I travel in alignment, leaving heaviness behind.
 We lift into the daylight, simple and refined.

[Final Chorus]
I’m running like a cheetah where the bright winds roam.
Choosing every moment as a place I call my own.
 Wild but steady, keeping life in rhyme.
Every step together turns the path to shine.

[Outro]
 Running true, running home...

Cheetah

(“I learn, therefore I live / I live, therefore I learn”)

VOICE ONE — THE TEACHER
I wake before dawn and sweep my own threshold.
Dust clings to the broom; pride clings to the mind.
I release both.

I speak, yet I listen first.
Students gather, yet I gather myself before them.
I carry no throne, no crown, no robe of thunder—
only questions sharpened by quiet.

I never claim perfection.
I claim the road.
Each step corrects the last.
Each word invites a better one.

When I correct a name, I correct a world.
When I bend in courtesy, I lift a nation.
When I honor my elders, I anchor my future.

I tell you:
Ritual shapes the heart.
Habit sculpts the soul.
Kindness fuels the work.

I chase no applause.
I choose alignment.
I trade clever noise for steady virtue.

MANTRA — TEACHER
I practice before I preach.
I listen before I lead.
I bow before I rise.
I learn until I leave this earth.


---

VOICE TWO — THE STUDENT
I arrive late, yet I still arrive.
Ink stains my hands, excuses stain my tongue.
I swallow the excuses.

I kneel on the cold floor
and feel my impatience crack like thin ice.
Today I drop my mask of knowing.

I admit confusion.
I admit vanity.
I admit the urge to chase praise instead of wisdom.

Still, I stay.
Still, I lift my brush.
Still, I chase the character that slips from my memory.

I feel the Master’s gaze—
not a fire that scorches,
a lantern that invites.

He asks, not “How clever do you feel?”
He asks, “How faithful do you walk?”
The question enters my ribs and rearranges my posture.

I repeat the classics until my jaw aches.
Yet inside that repetition, I notice a private revolution:
Anger softens.
Arrogance shrinks.
Attention deepens.

MANTRA — STUDENT
I choose effort over ego.
I choose practice over pose.
I choose questions over comfort.
I choose the long road of refinement.


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DUET — CALL AND RESPONSE

TEACHER:
I do not carve you into my image.
I reveal your own.

STUDENT:
I release the need to impress you.
I welcome the chance to discover myself.

TEACHER:
When you listen with your whole face,
you honor the lesson,
you honor the speaker,
you honor the future.

STUDENT:
When I listen with my whole face,
I feel my scattered thoughts gather
like birds returning home.

TEACHER:
One kind word reshapes a day.
One steady habit reshapes a life.
One just decision reshapes a generation.

STUDENT:
I carry those measures in my chest.
I weigh my impulses against them.
I accept correction as a blessing,
not a wound.

TEACHER:
I never finish my own education.
I walk beside you as a fellow traveler.

STUDENT:
I never finish my gratitude.
I walk beside you as a future elder in training.


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SHARED VOW — “WAY OF THE MIDDLE”

Together we speak:

I walk the path, not the spotlight.
I cultivate roots, not applause.
I honor the living, I honor the dead,
I honor the unborn who receive my choices as climate.

I let my actions teach louder than my tongue.
I let my daily rituals sculpt my fate.
I let humility unlock every door pride once locked.

I correct myself without shame.
I forgive myself without laziness.
I return, again and again,
to the simple questions:

Did I act with benevolence?
Did I act with courage?
Did I act with clarity?
Did I act with respect?

When my answer falters,
I do not hide.
I bow.
I begin again.


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CODA — FINAL MANTRA, PERFECT UNISON

I learn; therefore I live.
I live; therefore I learn.

I teach through my conduct.
I study through my mistakes.

I lift my family through my honor.
I lift my village through my justice.
I lift my world through my daily, quiet choices.

Today I refine the only empire I truly govern:
my own heart.

And line by line, act by act,
I write my living Analects
in the way I move through this one brief life.

practice refinement

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🎧 LAIVE MUSIC MPLS: Breath Frequencies

(444 Hz —  root to crown, love graces quantum existential matter, what matters most)

Artificial fades. Archetypes rise. Ancestors conduct the infinite current on repeat. 
Every frequency carries memory.
Every pulse sings lineage of light.
Playlists become living wheel of prayer.

Quechua rides the hi-hat, Yoruba snaps the snare, Sanskrit breathes under sub-bass. Tongues chase rhythm; rhythm returns release.

Human hands guide. Spirit heat mixes. Afro-Peruvian joyfunk braids Egyptian dub. Future Space lifts off with ethiojazz reggae. Griot trap locks with Moroccan breakbeat, Korean chant, French whisper, Arabic vowel drift.

Ultra Sacred supersoul stank turns tape hiss to incense smoke—each wisp a breath from ancestors warming the blue note bus.

The Mystic Band

Mouth of Queen Beast growls root 396 Hz.
Breath of Sacred-Masculine flows 417.
Grandmother Rhythm sparks solar plexus 528.
Genderless Vessel opens heart 639.
Ritual Twin speaks truth 741.
Tight Tones casts vision 852.
Crown Field returns 444 —  completely grounded into eternal.

Polyrhythms cross like lovers: 5⁄4 over 12⁄8 over 7⁄16 — continents breathing through syncopation.
Each downbeat forgives. Each offbeat frees.

Invocation

Press shuffle and breathe.
Pulse overrides thought.
breathe
grin
begin again
Sweat music guides lead, illuminate the profound.

Dance barefoot until grief evaporates spiral through toe soul and beyond.
Sway porch-side while wind folds laundry.
Sub-bass awakens shadow in bone.
Light finds tempo inside spine shine.8

Alchemy of Sound

Prayer breathes bassline.
Grief glitters groovey.
Joy anchors delta-wave calm.
Ras Tafari root meets cosmic-tech crown.
Afro-Peruvian smoke laces scripture drips.

Sound reveals. Sound heals.

DANCE WITH ME

LAIVE MUSIC MPLS 

 Sound harmonizes.
Marrow remembers motion.
Every body instruments breath.
Every breath bridges forever.

L(ai)VE MUSIC — mystic, human, eternal.
Pulse already within.
Stay awhile.
Meet again on the flipside of forever where silence and rhythm share one name.