Well, the time has come. And the release is here. The five song EP, Sooner or Later is now available on all platforms. With that said, here is the video for your listening pleasure. Below that you will find the lyrics. You can also download the entire EP for FREE on my Bancamp Page. When you go to download it, just put $0.00 as your purchase price. I hope you enjoy this release. I am really happy with it.

Song Lyrics

Asleep Among Wolves

Yeah, I realize I should pluck the plank from my eye. But, how can I when we’re all asleep on the inside not willing to admit that we’re all going to die comfortable in our sin making no real commitment? We should be ashamed. Professing faith in things we don’t even understand because we’ve been taught them by ravenous wolves. Ravenous wolves. Ravenous wolves. And then shall the Kingdom of Heaven be likened unto ten virgins. Though some were fools and some were wise the Bridegroom tarried. And the churches decided to close their eyes, neither warm nor cold. We’ll be spewed out of His mouth just like that parable foretold. The truth is that we’re all asleep on the inside not willing to admit that we’re all comfortable in our sin not wanting to make a commitment. I am tired of being asleep. The church needs to get back up on its feet. Wake up, wake up, wake up. Behold, the Bridegroom is coming. Yeah, I realize I should pluck the plank from my eye. But, how can I when we’re all asleep on the inside not willing to admit that we’re all going to die comfortable in our sin making no real commitment?

Keep Your Eyes Up

Oh, let us give thanks to the Lord unto the day of His return. In the clouds of glory He will descend. And His reward, it is with Him. It is with Him. Keep your eyes up. Oh God, prepare the way in me to have a clean heart that’s true and pure and righteous for You. Oh Lord, make me whole. Make me whole. I want to be with You. I want to see it through. Take me home. You’re my King, my God, my everything. You make my heart sing for joy in the name of the Lord. The Lamb that was slain from the foundation, so true. My heart skips a beat just knowing he wants me and you to be by His side for the rest of all time. Hallelujah. The Alpha and Omega. The Beginning and the End. The Ancient of Day and the Everlasting Almighty. The Creator of all things. The Banner and my Rock. The Shepard of my soul. And my Strong Tower. Oh, the Advocator of my soul. Faithful and True. The Chief Cornerstone. The Great High Priest. The King of kings. Our hope. Our joy. Our everything. Hallelujah. It’s not enough just to know I’m loved. He died for me and you. He had to see it through that we might escape it all. The Redeemer of my soul. Fear God. Keep His commands. For this is the whole of man. Hallelujah. Hallelujah.

Oh, the Aftermath

Oh, the aftermath of that sling as the stone struck the giant down on the ground. Sunken between the eyes like Balaam that couldn’t see what was coming after kicking the donkey because she stopped in the middle of the path. Oh, the aftermath. Open our eyes God.  If God spared not the angels that sinned, but cast them down to hell and delivered them. He spared not the old world by bringing in the flood. What are you going to say when it’s your turn to be judged? Many will say in that day, Lord, Lord. Have we not prophesied in Your name, casting out demons? Oh, how foolish could we be to think that in His name we are truly set free while on the inside we challenge like Goliath the day of that Great Battle who is the True and only Almighty? His flowing words come forth from that of a meager donkey the perverseness of our hearts and the nature of our being. As the unrighteousness removes us from the narrow path and into a self-control of denial, we’ve got to change. If God spared not the angels that sinned, but cast them down to hell and delivered them. He spared not the old world by bringing in the flood. What are you going to say when it’s your turn to be judged? Many will say in that day, Lord, Lord. Have we not prophesied in Your name, casting out demons?

Waiting

Oh, my God. Know this first, that there shall come in the last days scoffers and mockers walking after their own lusts saying; where is the promise of His coming? For, since the fathers fell asleep all things continue as they were. From the beginning of all creation, willingly ignorant. Belligerent in fact. Ingrained in their minds that their ideas are the only ones worth buying. We’ve got to weigh the evidence first. And when He says he is coming again, there’s no reason that I should never believe Him. It’s not a matter of if, but when. You’ve got to realize there’s no disguising the truth. Oh my God, what have I done? I don’t know that I can wait much longer Lord. Bring me Home. But, if you want me to wait I will. Because, at the end of the day I would wait eternity. Let them mock and snicker if they want to. That just means they don’t want to be with you. It’s alright if I end up crucified. Every word they say, it just ends up fulfilling prophecy and pointing back to that great day when you died and your mother Mary she fell on her knees and she had to cry. And the vail was torn from top to bottom. And since that time we wait that great Day of the Lord. How long oh Lord until you avenge our blood?

The Perfection of Beauty

In my Father’s house are many mansions and I can’t wait to see them. If it were not so He would not have told you. Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty. God will shine forth like a precious stone of jasper clear as crystal. He will reign forever in the house of Jacob. His Kingdom will have no end. Even so Lord Jesus, come. And after these things I looked and beheld a great multitude which no one could number. All the nations, tribes, and peoples, and tongues standing before the throne. Before the Lamb, clothed in white righteousness with palm branches in their hands crying out with a loud voice saying; salvation belongs to our God and to the Lamb who sits on the throne. Through Jesus Christ, the only one who could redeem us all. What do you think about that? What do you think about that? Jesus Christ. Oh, my God. Come again. Even so Lord, come again. Lord, come. Lord, come. Even so Lord Jesus, come. We’re waiting on you Lord. We’re waiting on you Lord. Bring down Your Kingdom. Bring down Your Kingdom. Come Lord Jesus, come.

And no, I don’t mean stuck between a rock and a hard place… I mean torn. I am literally torn between two great loves. But, I am not really sure how to express myself. So, I guess I will do it here in blog form since, according to others, I am apparently somewhat decent at writing.

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As adults we have all come to the conclusion at some point or another most holidays are actually pagan in origin. Things like Christmas, Easter, and yes… Valentine’s Day are all in some way or another based on something other than what we as Americans celebrate it for. And, we tend to not really care. Let alone think twice of it. We just enjoy the day and move on with our lives.

Thing is, when we do a search on any given holiday we will find that it has countless things that are associated with it. Christmas is the winter solstice. And Easter, the spring equinox or the celebration of the goddess Ishtar. So on and so on it goes for every single holiday.

Valentine’s Day is no different obviously. There are all kinds of things tied to it.

Many consider Valentine’s Day to be Christian holiday. After all, it is named after a Christian “Catholic” saint. But when we consider the matter more closely, the pagan connections to the date appear much stronger than the Christian ones.

For example, Juno Fructifier… or Juno Februata, and the Feast of Lupercalia which came way before Catholics decided to commandeer the holiday. Every bit of it has to do with fertility. But, this blog post isn’t about all of the back story of the holiday with the intent of having an “I told you so” moment.

We are all already aware that these various holidays are steeped in something pagan somewhere down the line. The question that I am wrestling with is this; why can’t I just be like the countless other Christians that overlook this fact and just enjoy the holiday for what it is… just good old wholesome family time? I love my wife. I should just zip it and do like everyone else today.

Clearly, I’m just an over thinker.

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Go read 2 Kings 21 in total.

Basically, we have a new king getting set up named Manasseh. His father before him drove out all of the idols in the land. And here we see this new, young, king bringing them back. The people worshiped the host of heaven and served them. He even built altars in the house of the Lord.

There are countless stories besides this one in the Old Testament where idols are either erected or taken down. But, in this story the idols are in the house of the Lord specifically. Today, I have to ask… where is the house of the Lord? In the Old Testament the house of the Lord is where the law was kept. And we know that God will write His law on the hearts of His people. And in the New Testament we find that we, as people, are the temple. With that, we are the house of the Lord. Are there any idols in His house today?

The issue is that we allow ourselves to practice the little things and don’t consider them to be worship. For example, I can celebrate Valentine’s Day by expressing love, wearing an excessive amount of red, while following the traditions of the world by purchasing candy and flowers for a loved one. I can get offended when that special someone doesn’t reciprocate the same tradition based expression.

It may just be cards and sweet words expressed through following the traditions of the world. But, at what point are we in denial by refusing to admit that it can still be considered a form of worship while refusing to admit the roots of some of these traditions. The traditions themselves may have changed over time (cracking a whip while wearing a dead goat skin or blushing while we give each other followers). The latter of the two seems so harmless.

And yet, it is an act of the heart that is forcing itself to be affiliated with a particular festivity. I have a problem with that.

If I am the house of the Lord, what am I willing to allow into His house. The story for Manasseh in 2 Kings 21 didn’t end that well.

And when I see the bulk of North America rushing to the grocery store for flowers and a card to show their love on this special Holiday, I don’t see true love. I see the pagan past being tolerated by the masses because we’ve disguised it in innocence and an obligation to fit in with the traditions of our peers.

The pagan past is alive. And the idols have made their way into the groves of our daily lives. They are the same old pagans from Manasseh’s day. We’ve just dressed them up a little differently. And rather than putting them in a literal grove or a literal house, we are acting them out in the spirit and letting them take root in our being.

The word Holiday is a Catholic word meaning Holy Day. And the last time I checked there is only one day that God commands us to make sanctified and holy. And that day is the Sabbath… a day of remembrance.

I am torn between a rock and a hard place because I love both my God and my wife. In either case I’m going to be letting one of them down. So, regardless of what happens with regard to any “holiday“, I am destined to fail and fall short either way despite my love for them both.

And today, every year… the one I fail always ends up feeling like I don’t love her. It breaks my heart.

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With the recent purchase of the Light Phone, it was an inevitable decision to get off of Instagram under the simple reason that the platform is a phone based platform. Because of this I just went ahead and bit the bullet and got rid of it now rather than later. My new phone will be here before you know it anyway.

So, why delay the inevitable? I shut it down.

It’s sad to see the account go considering I have less than 100 posts, more than 1,000 followers, and am following no one. At first glance a lot of people will look at something like that and think highly of my music. Surely, someone that isn’t following anyone that has that many followers must have something good going on? And with that, surely this account has generated a lot of traction for my website in the past.

But the truth is, it’s all a sham. All of social media is when it comes to hype like that, to be honest.

I didn’t have that many Instagram followers because I have stimulating content. No, not even close. I had that many followers because of my years of experience using social media as a marketing platform as a full time touring artist. With the right skill you can make things appear in your favor even though they aren’t.

For example; when I was touring full time the main platform was Myspace. My player on that site by the end of my career had more than 1,000,000 plays. And trust me, it wasn’t because my music was all that and a bag of chips. It was because I knew how to hack the system. And people are still doing that today and we all know it. The reason why I started this Instagram and boosted the followers was simple. I had one record label recently tell me that they were looking for artists that had a decent number of social media followers. So, in less than a week I started up the account and had 1,000+ followers at the snap of a finger (and no, it did not pay for them, which is something you can do).

Don’t ask me how to do it, because I won’t bother telling you.

The point is this… social media is fake. It presents a construct of what we want others to see and not what true is.

The sad thing is that we all know it. And yet, are still addicted to this stuff.

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Don’t get me wrong… I have a passion to create art through music. And I want it to be heard. But at what cost?

If the cost of getting my art heard is an addiction to self-promotion through countless daily hours with the practice of false narrative in an attempt to get noticed via social media platforms, then what’s the point? I have better things to do with those hours, like experiencing life with family and friends. Or creating more music that should have the capacity to speak for itself.

As artists on the indie level, we spend way too much time trying to develop an online presence. And not enough time just simply being human.

Let your art speak for itself.

Good music is good. And if it deserves to get heard… it will.

Don’t waste all your time building up things like Instagram and twitter just so that you “look” like you have a following. That junk is fake.

And we all know it.

So… I’m quitting social media platforms like instagram and twitter (this time for good never to return).

And just maybe, the record labels I pitch to in the future will be able to look past my lack of online presence with a willingness to listen to what my music has to offer regardless.

I love art. And I want to pursue it. But, not at the cost of losing my soul to the negative sides of social media that we all know exist, but refuse to admit (addiction, addiction to self).

Create art. Not an endless cycle of self promotion.