The Creator

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john st julien baba wanyama

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Moshi Uchira

I AM

The Tree

I Am- Presence of God- John St Julien Baba Wanyama 11

I Am Reflections Of A Spiritual Re Birth- John St Julien Baba Wanyama 11

The Kundabuffer- John St Julien Baba Wanyama

impossible- John St Julien Baba Wanyama 11

Lyrics:

I'm gasping for air I'm just breathing
Trying keep that 
I'm trying to keep that every bit of good that's left in me

Wicked men come to test my heart
And try to poisen the mind
World pollution your yahoo solution
Is a good thing to hard to find

For power and greed  you're slowly choking me
Gasping for air I'm just breathing
Trying to keep with that 
Trying to keep with that every bit of good in me

I've not been around for a long long time
I don't like what I see
I so gave you love and a road for peace
Is this how you want to repay me

People them say I had gone away
Given up on all mankind
I started this I will finish it
Is a good thing to hard are you blind

For power and greed  you're slowly killing me
Gasping for air I'm just breathing
Trying to keep with that 
Trying to keep with that every bit of good in me
 
Wicked men come to test my heart
They try to poisen the mind
World pollution your yahoo solution
Is a good thing to hard to find

I've not been around for a long long time
I don't like what I see
I so gave you love and a road for peace
Is this how you want to repay me  ?

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Bitter Tree

Doineann Skies.

Le spionnadh a ghàirdeannan treun
(By The Strength Of His Mighty Shoulders)
from father to son.

By The Strength Of His Mighty Shoulders.

Where My Family Lay.

Lyrics:

Och, a Theàrlaich òig Stiùbhart,
’s e do chùis rinn mo lèireadh;

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Dark, dark was the day when we looked on Culloden
And chill was the mist drop that clung to the tree,
The oats of the harvest hung heavy and sodden,
No light on the land and no wind on the sea.
 
There was wind, there was rain, there was fire on their faces,
When the clans broke the bayonets and died on the guns,
And 'tis Honour that watches the desolate places
Where they sleep through the change of the snows and the suns.

Unfed and unmarshalled, outworn and outnumbered,
All hopeless and fearless, as fiercely they fought,
As when Falkirk with heaps of the fallen was cumbered,
As when Gledsmuir was red with the havoc they wrought.

Ah, woe worth you, Sleat, and the faith that you vowed,
Ah, woe worth you, Lovat, Traquair, and Mackay;

And woe on the false fairy flag of Macloud,
And the fat squires who drank, but who dared not to die!

Where the graves of Clan Chattan are clustered together,
Where Macgillavray died by the Well of the Dead.

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We stooped to the moorland and plucked the pale heather

That blooms where the hope of the Stuart was sped.
 
We stooped to the moorland and plucked the pale heather
That blooms where the hope of the Stuart was sped.

And a whisper awoke on the wilderness, sighing,
Like the voice of the heroes who battled in vain,
"Not for Tearlack alone the red claymore was plying,
But to bring back the old life that comes not again." 

Andrew Lang.

Culloden. The location of the final and epic battle of The Jacobite Rebellion of 1745. In April of 1746, a British Force of close to 10,000 engaged The Highland Clans of Scotland (close to 5,000), at Culloden, Scotland. The large and pastoral fields were used by Tenant Farmers to graze Their livestock. It was on this field that the hopes of a Scottish Claimant for King of England would be dashed. 2,000 odd Highlanders fell. Littering Culloden with bodies of the wounded and dying. Revered by Scotsmen as a National Shrine, Culloden Battlefield is one of the most visited by International Tourists. And plainly, it is perhaps one of the most haunted battlefields in Europe. MANY reports of various paranormal events and experiences have be made. Almost immediately upon walking the field – regardless of being a ‘’Believer’’ or ‘’Skeptic’’, One can ‘’feel’’ the presence of ‘’something’’……MANY ‘’somethings’’.

 

The Battlefield holds the remains of many of those who fell at Culloden. Gathered up and mass buried in Cairns (pits covered with rocks), the very ‘’energy’’ of the location is palpable. Photographs of it’s now beautiful and quiet countryside (even during the day), will reveal ‘’Orbs’’ and strange ‘’spectral mists’’ appearing (even with modern digital equipment). But perhaps one of the most disturbing spots at Culloden is a section called ‘’The Well of The Dead’’. After the Scottish debacle, many of the wounded crawled to a rough, hand-hewn stone enclosure over a long dried water source (well). Many of the dying soldiers tried to get a last sip of cool water before they passed on. The very ground was stained by the many puddles of pooling blood. Some say some even fell into the Well. The feelings of dread and pain are VERY real for some when They approach The Well.

Crusader1307.

Well Of The Dead - Andrew Lang

Lyrics:

Here - hear the thunder

YAH! The Clarity From The East, Brings Light To Our Dark Sky.
Voices Rising, Echoing Through The Valleys, Like a Battle Cry.
YAH! Warriors Of The Spirit, With Love In Their Eyes
Strength In Unity, A Bond That Shall Never Die

YAH! A Man Came From The North, Trying To Stitch Together
Making A Tapestry Of His Cause, His Mountain Is Most High
YAH! Eleven - Eleven Is His Story, Of Angels And White Feathers
Super Natural Miracles, Evidence You Can Not Be Denied

Spiritual War Is Coming - War Is Coming For You, You And You
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For You
Spiritual War Is Coming, War Is Coming, Coming Is A
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For you

I Hope That You Can See It, The Evil In Our Midst
We Must Try To Come Togeather Now, Raise Up A Saluted Fist
Times Up, Let Us Have A Revolution, And Rise Up Out Of This Slumber
Where Them use the Fear, As A Currency, Them No Longer Hold Us Down

Spiritual war Is Coming - War Is coming for you, you and you
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For You
Spiritual War Is Coming, War Is Coming, Coming Is A 
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For you

Spiritual war Is Coming - War Is Coming For You, You And You
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For You
Spiritual War Is Coming - War Is Coming, Coming Is A
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For you

Baba Wanyamah - Baba Wanyamah
Baba Wanyamah - Baba Wanyamah

Baba Wanyamah - Baba Wanyamah
Baba Wanyamah - Baba Wanyamah

Spiritual war Is Coming - War Is Coming For You, You And You
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For You
Spiritual War Is Coming - War Is Coming, Coming Is A
War Is Coming, It Ain't Stopping, For Me Or For you 

Baba Wanyamah - Baba Wanyamah - Baba Wanyamah.

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Spiritual War Is Coming Baba Wanyama

Ever so, For ever More - )whirlpool sessions(

The Last Of Us

your spirit sang to me - ) whirlpool sessions (

The Language Of Your Heartbeat - )whirlpool sessions(

Everything You Knew Was A Lie

Lyrics:

Stop asking the why's, at the Mount of Sinai
Be your most high, at the Mount of Sinai

The tide is changing, and eyes are opening wide
This is the moment, where we will all see the signs
In real time it's playing, conquering the divide
A higher power is slaying, those who crossed the lines
Third eye decalcify's, at the Sighhhh Anighhhh
A chance to rectify, stop asking the why's,
Be your most high, at the Sighhhh Anighhhh

The tide is changing, our children we are minding
This is the moment, when we destroy all of the lies
Sighhhh Anighhhh
A chance to rectify, stop asking the why's,
Be your most high, at the Sighhhh Anighhhh

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Be Your Most High

Lyrics:

Please be my friend I wish you know harm my brother
We are all of gods hope, to be the best we can be for each other
We can not let them divide us, we are better, together
Peace - be up on you and others, no blood spill for ground cover

We are all the children of the creator, our maker
Made in his image to be free, and love is our
neighbor, our maker, maiden (Virgin) free

to the Kings and the chiefs, authority thiefs, the slave traders
you are not and never will be our masters nor our persuaders

We are all the children of the creator, our maker, made in his image to be free
And love is the shaper the baker of all things kind, the seed of the holy design.

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Ren Pig - instrumental

We glow

Perga - instrumental

How Hard For Me To Breathe - )whirlpool sessions(

In The Depths Of The Oceans - )whirlpool sessions(

Whirlpool Kay/D

I Saw Your Smile - )whirlpool sessions(

Beyond the illusion - qi - we love

United king Dumb - Dumb - freedom and love

Beneath the cosmic stars

Cosmic stars - acoustic intro

Free To Let Go

Love Conquering

Forgotton sheep.

never was there a time to-un+plug

Lyrics:

Never was there a time to unplug
wash the waves away to the outside sun
Never was there a time to unplug
From the mind

Chant (pray) eeh Chant (pray) uuh Chant (pray) uuh
Be With The One
Never was there a time to unplug
wash the waves away the outside sun
Never was there a time to unplug
From the mind connect with the one

We live inside an imaginary story where everything is online
screen addiction psychological infliction reflections define
are we losing to the greed pleasure without measure
are we stooping to our knees lazy crazy for treasure

ooh ooh ehh uhh
ooh ooh ehh uhh.

Ecclesiastes 3:1

Be With The One

Lyrics:

oooohhh wwwwoooohhhhhhhh
mmmmhhhhhhhh aaaahhhh

Listen close, the system's a trap, designed to keep us in a cage
Freedom's just a profusion, under the watchful eye of the stage
From the ghettos to the prisons, they got us trapped
Falsely accused, criminalized, our futures rapped
they have us trapped our futures rapped

Fighting for our rights, in this endless fight
Against the tyrants, who think they're bright
We won't back down, we won't give in - never
Our voices will be heard, until we win - forever

.. instrumental ..

Listen close, the system's a trap, designed to keep us in a cage
Freedom's just a profusion, under the watchful eye of the stage
They say we're equal, but it's all an ELUSION
From the womb to the tomb, we just live in disillusion
They talk about, unity, but it's just a scheme
To keep us silent, while they maintain their regime
Power to the people, that's just a made up myth
They will stop at nothing, to keep hold of their grip

oooohhh wwwwoooohhhhhhhh
mmmmhhhhhhhh aaaahhhh
oooohhh wwwwoooohhhhhhhh
mmmmhhhhhhhh aaaahhhh

From the ghettos to the prisons, they got us trapped
Falsely accused, criminalized, our futures rapped
From the ghettos to the prisons, they got us trapped
Falsely accused, criminalized, our futures rapped

They say we're the problem, but they're the disease
Polluting our minds, with their propapraganding machine

oooohhh wwwwoooohhhhhhhh
mmmmhhhhhhhh aaaahhhh

Listen close, the system's a trap, designed to keep us in a cage
Freedom's just a profusion, under the watchful eye of the stage
They say we're equal, but it's all an ELUSION
From the womb to the tomb, we just live in disillusion
They talk about, unity, but it's just a scheme
To keep us silent, while they maintain their regime
Power to the people, that's just a made up myth
They will stop at nothing, to keep hold of their grip

oooohhh wwwwoooohhhhhhhh
mmmmhhhhhhhh aaaahhhh
oooohhh wwwwoooohhhhhhhh
mmmmhhhhhhhh aaaahhhh

.. instrumental outro ..

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D R O P

Tools:                             

Software: Presonus Studio One 5 Professi0nal,
Various Pro Plugins For Pro Studio.
DaVinci Resolve 20 Professi0nal Editing.
Affinity Photo 2.
Keyboards: Arturia Keylab 49 mkII - Workstation.
Mini Midi 32 keyboard.
Acoustic Guitar Yamaha D8.
Vocals: Mosestone, Kay/D
Udio V1 - V1.5 - V1.5 Allegro.
Recording: ZOOM R16 - 16 Multi Live Track Recorder,
ZOOM F3 - 32 Bit Float Recorder.

MIC:
RODE NTG4+.
ZOOM H2n.

Earphones:
DT 990 PRO 250 OHM.
SENNHEISER HD 205.
SONY MDR - RF 811R WIRELESS.

Ecclesiastes 3:1

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