Never-Despised Blues – Original Folk Blues Song Inspired by Bodhisattva Sadāparibhūta and the Lotus Sutra

“Never-Despised Blues” is a soulful folk blues track that channels the profound story of Bodhisattva Sadāparibhūta, known as the “Never-Despised.” This original song captures themes of resilience, perseverance, and compassion in the face of injustice and misunderstanding. Inspired by the Lotus Sutra’s timeless Buddhist teachings, the song blends raw acoustic guitar, expressive vocals, and blues storytelling to explore suffering, patience, and unwavering hope.

Listeners will connect with its heartfelt lyrics that honor the courage to speak truth amid scorn and the strength to maintain compassion when faced with adversity. Perfect for fans of spiritual blues, folk music, and contemplative storytelling, “Never-Despised Blues” offers a moving meditation on the power of faith and the universal potential for enlightenment.

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[Verse 1]
They call me never-despised, but still they throw their stones,
A humble man with open hands, but they beat me all alone.
I bow down low, I bless your soul, though you don’t understand,
I see a light inside your heart, a buddha in the sand.

[Chorus]
Oh, I’m the one they always scorn,
A voice that sings through hate and thorn,
But I keep on, I keep my stride—
I’m the never-despised, the never-despised.

[Verse 2]
They say I’m just a foolish monk, no scripture in my hand,
But I’ve got a vision deeper than the laws of this land.
I tell ‘em, “You’re gonna rise, become more than you know,”
But anger blinds their weary eyes, and the cruel winds blow.

[Chorus]
Oh, I’m the one they always scorn,
A voice that sings through hate and thorn,
But I keep on, I keep my stride—
I’m the never-despised, the never-despised.

[Bridge]
Tiles and stones, sticks and spite, they try to break my soul,
But my spirit’s rooted deep like a river’s rolling flow.
I shout with patience, loud and clear, “You’ll walk the bodhisattva’s way,”
Through all the pain and darkest nights, I never turn away.

[Verse 3]
This age is crooked, hearts are cold, the Dharma’s hard to find,
But I keep on my sacred path, with love that’s blind and kind.
Though karma’s road is long and slow, and their suffering is deep,
One day we’ll meet beneath the tree, where Buddha’s light will keep.

[Chorus]
Oh, I’m the one they always scorn,
A voice that sings through hate and thorn,
But I keep on, I keep my stride—
I’m the never-despised, the never-despised.

[Outro]
Yeah, through the fire and the rain, I still call your name,
You’re a buddha yet to be, in this blues that bears no shame.

Never-Despised Blues

Does your story feel hopeless? Keep your eyes fixed on Jesus—the Author and the Finisher of your faith.

Not Happily Ever After

vroom vroom
offbeat sometimes but it finds its way back lol

if you aint wit it

tired of life

and my tears...

(Intro – spoken)
They say they’re cutting taxes.
But not for us.
They cut the crumbs… and serve cake to the top.
Tell me how that’s just?

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(Verse 1)
They campaign on a tax slash, actin’ like it’s generous,
But the cuts don’t reach the bottom, only benefit the treacherous.
Trickle down’s a myth, we’re soaked in the drought,
While the rich get richer and we’re scraping it out.

They slashed council funds, then they shuttered the parks,
Took the heat from the homes and the light from the dark.
Libraries closed, and the buses got sold,
But they still got a chauffeur on the government roll.

Universal credit ain’t enough for a bed,
While a hedge fund donor gets another tax shred.
Cut welfare and claim we’re lazy and fat—
Try surviving on that, where the rent eats your flat.

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(Chorus)
📉 What’s left? After the paycheck’s gone?
Bills, food, travel—still gotta carry on.
📦 What’s left? When the fridge is bare?
No heat, no hope, but they say it’s fair.

💸 What’s left? When the tax man comes,
But the tax cuts only feed the platinum ones.
📉 What’s left? Just debt and stress,
While they sip champagne and we clean the mess.

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(Verse 2)
They were born on third base, thought they hit a home run,
Never seen mum cry over bills by the sun.
Silver spoon logic, they don’t know the price,
Of bread, milk, bus fare, or sleepless nights.

Empathy’s absent in that House of Shame,
Where they gamble our futures like it’s just a game.
“Cut the fat!” they shout—but they mean the poor,
While they renovate their office with taxpayer decor.

Ain’t no bootstraps when your shoes are gone,
When you’re working two jobs just to keep the lights on.
Ain’t no safety net when they’ve ripped it apart,
Now it’s payday loans and a broke-down heart.

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(Bridge – spoken/half-sung)
They cut the lifelines, then blame us for drowning.
Tell us “tighten the belt”—when it’s choking and hounding.
But you don’t feel the pinch from your penthouse view…
You feel pity? Nah. We see right through.

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(Chorus – repeat with more emotion)
📉 What’s left? After the paycheck’s gone?
Bills, food, travel—still gotta carry on.
📦 What’s left? When the fridge is bare?
No heat, no hope, but they say it’s fair.

💸 What’s left? When the tax man comes,
But the tax cuts only feed the platinum ones.
📉 What’s left? Just debt and stress,
While they sip champagne and we clean the mess.

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(Outro)
So tell me again how this system’s just?
When the ones with the most ask the least of us.
This ain’t envy—it’s survival, plain.
You can’t lift yourself up when you’re chained by the game.

Yeah, they cut us down to climb up more,
But we ain’t silent—we’re keeping score.
Next time they say, “We’ve got your back,”
Ask them first: Whose hands hold that axe?

What’s Left?

soooo i put out a piano album last month...if u even care.... 

https://franzmurder.bandcamp.com/album/piano-one

to somehow come to terms with multiple wounds

The Flowering Cactus

Een nummer over verborgen leed.

Stille Strijd

in een scheur van koud asfalt
groeit een bloem zonder naam
eenzame verscholen
eenvoudige genoeg
en razen de auto voorbij
zonder oog te hebben
door te denderen
je tril volhardt
je tril volhardt

wat sta je daar je daar, stil te staan
stil te staan stil te staan
mensen gaan door
door door

je groeit niet meer van applaus
niet van warm een gezicht
alleen is de strijd
is er nog hoop?
het bijltje dat hakt
het bijltje dat hakt
het bijltje dat hakt
het bijltje dat hakt

een stille strijd
die niemand ziet
niemand ziet
niemand hoort.
een stille strijd
die niemand ziet
niemand ziet
niemand hoort.

Stille strijd - Jonzin

A sermon that encourages us with regards to how God responds to us in our suffering and four things we should do when we go through trials. 

Like Jesus in trials

Revelation 19:15 
From his mouth comes a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations, and he will rule them with a rod of iron. He will tread the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God the Almighty.

The End of Nations

We live in a world where wrong seems to go unpunished. Where we let evil win.

A Radical Prophet

torment & suffering

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Liars-Deserve-To-Eat-Their-Own-Entrails-649828229

Stretched-Out Entrails

The Heart & Soul is forever yours, even if i cant have yours..

Mixed By : Xaint

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Sleep Token - Gods
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Sleep Token - Even in arcadia
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Sleep Token - Nazareth
Sleep Token - Chokehold
Sleep Token - Ascensionism
Sleep Token - Blood Sport
Sleep Token - Granite
Sleep Token - Aqua Regia
Sleep Token - Emergence
Sleep Token - Euclid
Sleep Token - Atlantic
Sleep Token - Are you really okay
Sleep Token - The offering
Sleep Token - Past self
Sleep Token - When the bough breaks
Sleep Token - Mine
Sleep Token - Jaws
Sleep Token - The Apparition
Sleep Token - Thread The Needle
Sleep Token - Telomeres
Sleep Token - Descending
Sleep Token - Rain
Sleep Token - Provider
Sleep Token - Gethsemane
Sleep Token - Alkaline
Sleep Token - Hypnosis
Sleep Token - Like That
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Sleep Token - Dangerous
Sleep Token - Damocles
Sleep Token - The love you want

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Hypnos - Sleep Token Mix

A reinterpretation of The Sadist, with the original voice.
The same slow-burning, intimate portrait.
More clearer. More precise.
The Artist doesn’t explain.
They reveal truth.
Nothing is forced.
Nothing is hidden.

Inspired by the writings of Avsolen.

Lyrics

You shaped the sadist deep in me,
So I could burn your purity.
No pity, no regret, no shame,
This is how the Seraphs came.

You reeked of ease the day we met,
Adored too young to fear regret.
I came from fists, from frozen nights,
You came from praise and softened lights.

You took as though it was your right,
And flinched when hunger matched your bite.
But I, who knelt where silence grew,
Saw all the rot that bloomed in you.

Fall apart beneath my gaze,
Your silence soft, your vision haze.
Your mask will crack, your hands will cling,
And I will feed In your suffering.

You pulled away when I drew near,
Not out of hate, but buried fear.
But I have eyes that don’t let go,
I watched the lie beneath you grow.

The more you clawed, the more I knew,
The thing you feared was being true.
Not pain, not loss—no, that was fine…
What broke you was that you were mine.

Fall apart beneath my gaze,
Your silence soft, your vision haze.
Your mask will crack, your hands will cling,
And I will feed In your suffering.

I’ve carved you out from bone and breath,
Molded you close to holy death.
No words, no scream could set you free,
You gave your soul so willingly.

Your grief, your screams, your blood, your cries,
Each one a truth that never lies.
And in that state, so raw, undone,
You shine, my dark, my only sun.

I’ve known your beast, your deepest scar,
Yet loved you more for what you are.
So fall again, and let it start,
I’ll carve you slowly into art.

Fall apart beneath my gaze,
Your silence soft, your vision haze.
Your mask will crack, your hands will cling,
And I will feed In your suffering.

You're beautiful when you cry,
and when you cry, 
I know you're mine.

The Artist (ft Avsolen)

GVNDUBZ x ??? - suffering. (clip)

[Verse 1]
Trapped in my skull, the silence screams loud,
A fractured reflection, I'm lost in the crowd.
The weight of the void, it pulls me apart,
Abandoned, forsaken, a hole in my heart.

[Pre-Chorus]
I reach for a shadow, but it slips through my hands,
The echoes of nothing, where my soul stands.

[Chorus]
I'm drowning in loneliness, a ghost in my skin,
The war in my mind, where the darkness begins.
Every scar tells a story, every scream feels alive,
But I'm chained to this emptiness, just trying to survive.

[Verse 2]
Flashbacks ignite, like flames in my veins,
The past is a prison, it tightens the chains.
I’m clawing for meaning, but it’s slipping away,
A life in the shadows, where no one will stay.

[Pre-Chorus]
I scream to the heavens, but no one replies,
The ghost of my trauma lives deep in my eyes.

[Chorus]
I'm drowning in loneliness, a ghost in my skin,
The war in my mind, where the darkness begins.
Every scar tells a story, every scream feels alive,
But I'm chained to this emptiness, just trying to survive.

[Bridge]
I’m never enough, I’m always too much,
The mirror reflects a stranger I trust.
My heart’s a battlefield, torn and confined,
Will I ever escape this cage in my mind?

[Breakdown]
TEAR IT DOWN!
SHATTER THE SILENCE, BREAK THE CHAINS!
TEAR IT DOWN!
I’LL FIGHT THIS WAR, BUT THE PAIN REMAINS!

[Chorus]
I'm drowning in loneliness, a ghost in my skin,
The war in my mind, where the darkness begins.
Every scar tells a story, every scream feels alive,
But I'm chained to this emptiness, just trying to survive.

Loud Silence

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Praying With The Eyes is a ministry of Family of Christ Lutheran Church in Colorado Springs which combines the beauty of God's Word with the beauty of his creation.

Creative music producer.

Music, quirky, inspired, enjoy!

Radio friendly & TV friendly tracks.  HD quality.  No swear words.

If you’re messaging me, tell me which song you liked.  It’s hard to know who is copying & pasting, and possibly a bot.

#snafflesmusic

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Welcome to the musical world of The William Altig Choir, where ancient wisdom meets contemporary sound.

Inspired by the teachings of the Lotus Sutra and infused with deep spiritual themes, my music blends the rich traditions of blues and folk with modern elements, creating a unique fusion that resonates with both the heart and soul.

I've been captivated by the Lotus Sutra's messages of compassion, wisdom, and transformation since my youth. It's a journey of self-discovery that has found its voice in my music. Each song is a reflection of my own spiritual awakening and a celebration of universal truths.

My style is characterized by emotive storytelling, powerful lyrics, and a commitment to exploring the depths of human experience. Featuring contemplative blues, acoustic slide guitar, saxophone melodies, and the harmonies of a gospel choir, my music reflects a quest for enlightenment and a better understanding of the self.

Join me on this musical journey. Together, we can explore the teachings of the Lotus Sutra, finding solace, hope, and a deeper connection to the world around us.

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Sweet venom. Sad poetry. Savage satire.
I write in the spaces where shame meets seduction, where grief morphs into goonbait, where beauty and bitterness share a bed.
Some tracks are lullabies for lost boys. Others are traps for the ones who think they’re in control.
You’ll find humour, heartbreak, humiliation — often in the same breath.
If you’re unsure whether to laugh, cry, or look over your shoulder…
good. That means it’s working.

Always open for song topic requests

I'm an avant-garde musician. I like to experiment with software, instruments, and everyday objects when creating on a song.

Music is my latest artistic passion; aside from being deeply invested in making music, I create digital art, drawings, paintings, mixed-media pieces, photography, photomanipulations, poetry, and short stories. All of which can be found on my DeviantArt: Leehon.

Thank you for reading and listening.

Rocktown Worship makes music to praise God and spread the name of Jesus. Every song is worship—raw, honest, and led by the Spirit. All glory to Him.

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