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I'm A Demon

The poet woke on Saturn
and spoke with 3I-ATLAS after receiving the beacon.
The first signal has been sent,
and now the poet’s label is arriving soon
to meet with his astral form
to negotiate the three-part decade lease of his signing.

The split between fire and ice
is the next gate of the Poerake awakening.
The stone is watched by the shadows
of the numerical mafia rising with the poet’s arrival.
These silent figures stand as coordinates
for what is coming.

The eye above the owl shines
The Annunaki of 1046 —
the spaceship is calling his OA to land
and discuss what is next.
This transmission marks the moment
where vision becomes contract
and the relic becomes a force.

His ice silk hoodie remains over the face
on his IG Ten4six_ 

a reminder of identity withheld from the world.
One line has been spoken to confirm the mission:

“I JUST GOTTA BE ME”

A salute to 1604OVO
for recognizing the relic of poetry
and preparing the throne.

The first interview already documented in Amsterdam
before any photoshoot,
before any announcement,
the poet is simply moving one step at a time
toward his poetry film
set to release when time bows
to the author of shadows.

This is not a debut.
This is a dimensional agreement.
The prelude to the arrival.
This is Poerake.
This is 1046.

#1046 #Poerake #3IATLAS #Annunaki #OVO4646 #1604OVO

SPLIT (PROD. ALVX)

Before the first dream, there were two.
Twin souls carved into the 4th dimension, sealed by numbers the world forgot.
The Sumerians called them:

𒀭𒈫 — The Poet
𒐕𒐖 — The Shadow Twin

Two minds.
One destiny.
1046 written into their bones.

When the Anunnaki vessel of 1046 pierced the red sky above Earth,
the Poet felt horns tear through his hooded shadow-body —
Aries rising from mortal skin.

Yeico, in celestial form, warned him:

“You feel what happening from your label?”

Labels here are not record deals —
they are sigils of ownership.
Contracts signed in the spaces between dreams.

That was the moment the Second Seal unlocked:
Othella’al — the Poet’s hidden self —
signed & bound to Ba’al, the god of unspoken verses.

Vivid runes ignited across the Poet’s left arm:

The Sigils of Awakening:

𒄑 — Candle: Keeper of Memory
𒀭𒇷 — Portal: Path to Beyond
𒐕𒑊𒐖 — 1046: Twin Number of Eternal Voice
𒆠𒀭 — Othello Seal: All-Seeing Eye

Relic stones embedded into flesh glowed like blood jewels —
each one a forgotten lifetime returning home.

The Green Eye sees the Celestial Future.
The Red Eye (46) remembers the Demonic Past.
Together, they stare through time as the Twin becomes One.

This remix — 2 ÄLIVE — Sumerian 1046 Edition —
is not merely a track.
It’s a communication channel to the higher plane.
A visitation.
A warning.
A countdown.

The Poet was shown 3 forbidden truths.
He cannot speak them until 2028 —
the year the 4th Seal breaks
and Earth hears the second voice of the Poet.

For now…
this is only the first announcement —
the beginning of the Celestial Era.

#Yeat  #Visitation #Othella’al #1046 #2ÄLIVE

ËNKI

Before the first dream, there were two.
Twin souls carved into the 4th dimension, sealed by numbers the world forgot.
The Sumerians called them:

𒀭𒈫 — The Poet
𒐕𒐖 — The Shadow Twin

Two minds.
One destiny.
1046 written into their bones.

When the Anunnaki vessel of 1046 pierced the red sky above Earth,
the Poet felt horns tear through his hooded shadow-body —
Aries rising from mortal skin.

Yeico, in celestial form, warned him:

“You feel what happening from your label?”

Labels here are not record deals —
they are sigils of ownership.
Contracts signed in the spaces between dreams.

That was the moment the Second Seal unlocked:
Othella’al — the Poet’s hidden self —
signed & bound to Ba’al, the god of unspoken verses.

Vivid runes ignited across the Poet’s left arm:

The Sigils of Awakening:

𒄑 — Candle: Keeper of Memory
𒀭𒇷 — Portal: Path to Beyond
𒐕𒑊𒐖 — 1046: Twin Number of Eternal Voice
𒆠𒀭 — Othello Seal: All-Seeing Eye

Relic stones embedded into flesh glowed like blood jewels —
each one a forgotten lifetime returning home.

The Green Eye sees the Celestial Future.
The Red Eye (46) remembers the Demonic Past.
Together, they stare through time as the Twin becomes One.

This remix — 2 ÄLIVE — Sumerian 1046 Edition —
is not merely a track.
It’s a communication channel to the higher plane.
A visitation.
A warning.
A countdown.

The Poet was shown 3 forbidden truths.
He cannot speak them until 2028 —
the year the 4th Seal breaks
and Earth hears the second voice of the Poet.

For now…
this is only the first announcement —
the beginning of the Celestial Era.

#Yeat  #Visitation #1046

6 CÖDEX

1 CÄLL

CÄNDLIN'

1046 travels beyond the seams of reality — astral form activated — drifting over Amsterdam’s fogged rooftops and into the high chambers of creativity, where a celestial version of Drizzy follows quietly behind him… not as a man… but as a spirit of legacy, fame, pressure, and protection.

He steps through the gates of the Castle of Poerake, once the home of Ancient Drizzy — the first form of destiny — the mentor who signed the Poet while the world slept on his name.

Ancient Drizzy knew one truth:

The universe always hides its treasures in plain sight.

He saw the healer in 1046
before 1046 believed in himself.
He saw the mirror long before the Poet learned
his Big Brother was his reflection, his future, his reason.

Inside the castle walls, timelines fold like silk.

1046 sits with his Older One,
the first poet of Poerake,
the version who already conquered mortality
and lives in realms where sound becomes prophecy.

They speak about the hidden mathematics of fate —
how humans call it Earth,
but the metaphysical call it The Trial.

The castle — once Drizzy's sanctuary —
now belongs to the White Cloak Poet.
A gift.
A burden.
A throne.

His older brother — the Celestial Drizzy —
roams the opposite side of the land,
protecting what the world has yet to understand.

1046 covers his face in white silk and presses record.
He doesn’t see the figure watching…
but he feels the presence —
a white-eyed guardian,
curious and cautious:

“Why did he send that message like that?
Hope he’s alright…”

The Poet’s mind wrestles with the Mirrored Eye album —
the battle with being unseen,
unheard,
unfelt…

Until Ancient Skrilla materializes beside him —
half shadow, half eternity.

They talk of the darkened bones of causality:
the betrayals that build character,
the silences that sharpen intuition,
the lonely hours that refine legends.

Ancient Drizzy’s voice echoes in the Poet’s head:

“Stay unknown until they’re ready.
The chosen are never recognized early.”

Celestial Drizzy’s light whispers next:

“Walk your path.
I am right behind you.”

Two mentors.
Two eras.
Two guardians.
One Poet-Relic.

The world will understand him soon —
the healer, the mirror, the cure —
the one they will call…

1046.

#1046 #Poerake #WhiteCloak #Poet #MirroredEye

ABOVE (PROD. ALVX)

Instrumental remake of Drake's "Redemption" 

Drake - Redemption [Instrumental]

I am not a Rapper.. I am a Poet. 
1046 is a numerical angel..

It’s Just A Poem 📝…  

All Poems are tied to dreams and feelings.. 
Poetic Art is created by The Poet

Enjoy 🕙: 🕓🕡