Nothing directly having to do with talent.
However, I am ACTIVE in TheAstralPlane.
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"Back outside, here's Hamilton launching!!!"
#yessir!!!
What's a king to a god?
I am aware that God has His eyes on me. I can feel The Hand of The Lord. Jesus needs my respect. Still, Beelzebub, Lucifer and Damien reach out to me. It is a cycle that I cannot break, nor do I wish to break it. I need to work on my trust in Jesus. I'll admit to that. And God (& The Lord) are giving me permission to continue with Magick. After the "Back Outside" session, they saw the vision and want to show appreciation to it.
I prove that it's all real.
Through my music.
I don't have a speaker yet (in my new apartment!), so I just been playing joints off my MacBook. Great sound, but the bass is deceiving. I design sound in headphones, for when it is played aloud. In headphones, you can hear the attention to detail. But it KNOCKS in speakers. And real DJs know how to EQ my music so that it doesn't distort.
Shit, so do I.
On top of the fact I just gave a away a secret about my music.
Today I move into my new apartment! I already feel like I shared too many details about it. But yes. Today is the day I waited almost 3 years for.
Though it comes as a sigh of relief, it is also a reminder of the heinous crime I committed to end up in this predicament. I would like to again apologize to the family of Tanea J., as well as to Tanea (Baddie) herself. It was completely out of character for me, and such behavior will not be repeated.
I don't feel like I deserve a woman in my life. I'm very selfish, I snore violently, ...I just want to be by myself. I haven't had any alone time (really) in the last 2-3 years. And the meds are easy to keep up with, so that won't be a problem.
It all boils down to the music.
The music is getting sharper than ever before. And if you miss "the writtens", you can check my Twitter/X page. I been writing little 6-bar verses on there from time to time. Also, check out my poetry blog for more literary works of mine. But I want to feel free with my music. I don't feel all the way free with my music when it's written. Very constrained. I like how I feel when I listen back to something unwritten.
That's kinda the most important part.
I don't think I'll be going live today. Gotta pack up and prepare for the move, as well as unpack when I get there.
Stay tuned!!!
While incarcerated, God gave me a mission. I told him in order to complete this mission, I need my own space. I can't give myself to God in front of people. He didn't seem to take offense, because he blessed me with this situation where I may get my own apartment in the near future. As the time draws nearer to getting this place, I'm getting anxiety about completing this mission.
I'm trying, God.
The memories haunt me. My decisions taunt me. I know I can do better for you. Nevertheless, you're allowing me time with my brothers on the slide (crate dig, y'all). I can't thank you enough for clearing the air between us.
I NEED George.
I WANT Dilla.
I RESPECT Jack.
And that's just the original "other 3".
Daft, DaM and Knuckles know I love them. There's just a deeper love 4 has for each other. So I hope they don't feel ostracized by me.
But DAMN, God!
You got love for my peoples, too!
I can't let you down.
And I know the people are gonna love what we're working on.
Goths, I'm a work in progress.
Christian upbringing.
Korn/Eminem nourishment.
Former pyromaniac.
Former carver.
Intentional overdose-er (not just lyrics).
I'm finding my soul.
I miss Rock-n-Roll. Modern rock sucks cock.
I also kinda miss New York winters.
I'm just more in a rush to address my declining love for Rock.
Still love you, my playground!!! (NYC)
Nothing like you, anywhere on Earth!
Good morning, LA!!!
What are we gonna agree on feverishly today?
Matching with a Sonic cap.
Fresh!!!
Pick up your Bowskull tee today!
The link is on the website (charleshamilton.app).
#beseated
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