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The Story of Joel to Zech
A stage name, is the spotlight circling around every artist unraveling his creative side.
An act should ideally visually represent the commitment and tenacity an artist exhibits during the form of expression he chooses to set ablaze his creative side.
Hence,
There's no act without an artist.
There's no artist without a stage name.
Sit back, relax and ZechUp.
Z E C H
The Creative Rebellion
Rules Rules Rules.
There are no protocols, no rules to follow while being creative.
No formal course can break down the picturesque creative mind into a secret sauce, a secret formula.
You must break all formal rules to get creative.
Spotlighting
The Headliner
movie:
Ball Park Brain
Propaganda //
My mind's perfectly in my control, like the ball to my feet.
To control me, we've got to War it Out.
Away with your Rubbish Propaganda.
movie:
Cluster of Courage
A Cluster of Courage / Word Script
A Cluster of Courage
Greatness intertwined the new normal,
The human will can bend realities,
Break ceilings and sculpt a new life.
A cluster of courage
// poetry
Courageous cluster of grapes
Combustion at its peak in a treasure chest
Augmenting Confluence of adrenaline
I summon my deepest energies at my behest
The secret ingredient to this Vertex
A touch of the Supreme’s felicitous power
The human soul an ever-expansive juggernaut
You’d need many bazookas to faze this tower
You certainly can’t dexterously raze this tower
Reflexive poison behind alarmed petals of a flower
To keep going when fatally shot or stabbed
Pestilence to many a weak, a singular cluster of poised power
The strongest memories a driving concentrate
Persistence a daily dash of salt
The will to keep springing back up
My heart a block of adamant asphalt
Taming the unyielding wilderness
In novel strides I paved new roads
Unrelenting stomping feet shake foundations
I see all forms of resistance hop off like toads.
movie:
UNFAZED
Unfazed / Word Script
Unfazed through the dark
Looking for a Crack in the wall
Would grow it into a wide gate
Patiently waiting for destiny's call.
A commission ahead of me
Divine purpose to touch the sea floor.
Scale the beds of water in a breath
Keep knocking on the underwater door.
It's a breath from a bit
Drowning man with a pain in his chest
These overwhelming emotions are raging
Unfazed aiming for a treetop nest.
The water's lost its power
Don't drown with its enthralling vibe
Visualizing the circumstances to be weaker
The spiritual power of the Almighty I imbibe.
The depths of the sea
Always a slave to my Master Most High
Sometimes Unfazed I walk through water,
Sometimes Unfazed I fly.
movie:
Little Palm Tree
The Little Palm Tree.
Starring The Adventurously Bold as the Little Gritty and determined palm tree.
That doesn't go down without a fierce fight.
The Ball - Depicting the ballistic missiles fired at the Adventures Bold for wanting to be free, in control of their lives.
Existing in the midst of chaos. Bring order to the disorderly malicious forces latching on.
Letting these anchors and bottlenecking forces lose,
to effortlessly take flight.
The Fearlessly Bold
A target on the map
For all these Ballistic Missiles
Grit worthy of a resounding clap
Mastery and Artistry
2 sides to the coin
Constantly flipping things
The wise and collaborative shall join.
movie:
Panache in the Flaws
Panache in the Flaws.
Face first flipping dive
"The apparent lost cause"
"Picture perfect", an imaginary phenomenon
Authentic Panache lies in the Flaws
A lot of work
Fatigued bones and marrow
Eagle thoughts with dreamscape vision
Underdog's Passe, I'm UnderSparrow.
movie:
GLIDERBOY & Wife
GliderBoy & Wife.
Work At Work.
Play At Home.
Be Different. Get Creative.
Make Work Meaningful.
Don't confuse your LIFE with your existence.
Happiness is intertwined with your life.
But,
Existence is merely your basic Needs.
A great monetary existence can never translate
into a great life.
But a great Private Life other than work,
can season you to take on challenges at Work.
Make Work Meaningful.
Don't quit.
ClockOut.
Show up the Next Day.
& Detox your workplace instead.
Live.
Don't Just Exist.
movie:
Magnetic Mind
Magnetic Mind.
Magnanimous Magnet
Shoot for the stars
Imprisoned traits in my DNA
Break open the bars.
The apple on my head
Every idea given by grace
Everything that's been done before
The right lifts to a concept's face.
Hiatus for a bit
Walking by the Book
He rescued me from the Raging Waters
Then let me off the hook.
movie:
TKO KNOCKOUT
TKO
Technical Knockout
TKO - Tech Knockout. Short Film.
Name of the Game - Canceling out Noise.
When you're on your upward climb, there arises a bunch of gravitational agents, taking it up to themselves to humble you, rather bury you in the ground, alive if possible.
But the response shall always be:
WE ARE HERE TO STAY.
With Style, Finesse, we straight up ignore 'em.
Team Steadfast is on the elevator to the top,
Tearing the ceiling, I encourage you to get onto your own elevator in whatever sphere of life, Keep at it.
Use your haters heads as a footboard to your next dive into success, freedom and immense purpose. For the Creator.
Arms at Ready. Lock In Fire.
Mission Tech - Knockout.
Contention to TKO
Energizing Pain
Some emotional stain
Some would kill in an instant
For some drink and grain
Circle of Life
Contention and strife
A brutal internal brawling whisper
Inciting me to be a cutthroat competitive knife
Staying out in the shadows
Letting the light shine instead
Strangulation is commonplace at night
I'm battle hardened on this potential deathbed.
Cowardice crow
Raising eye and brow
Where contention ceases
That's where one truly begins to grow.
Blinkers,
not a blindfold
The horses adorning blinkers. The blinkers are tantamount to being hyper-focused. Set yourself free from the rigged platforms!
Potency of the Blinkers
The mighty horse
Graced in his blinkers.
Authentic views manifold,
No demoralizing force can with tinker.
Algorithm worshippers
Don't get anything profound in time
While you keep pleasing rigged platforms
They keep squeezing you like a lime.
AI can't write in spirit
Some generic jargons it can spin
Barely text to speech has been mastered
Let alone overblown technology from the bin.
Yet, the mediocre ones shall be done away with,
The one's who're overpowered by tech;
But the authentic-driven flesh and blood,
Will step on oppressive tech's neck.
The pattern of choices and consequences
Has precursored their end
To conspiracy theorists and apocalyptic tale-bearers,
Your hardened spirit don't you bend.
Wait, there's more on the blog
Click on the taxi to take a short ride
IT'S A CRORE NOW!!!
Tring Tring
TRING TRING... IT'S A CRORE NOW!
My dear autonomous soul
I got an escape
From an apocalypse growing up
Growing strong yes, unfazed
Growing tough.
I saw a ladder take conspicuous form
Out of the pit I hurriedly lept,
Taking onto a Wordsmith's throne
Into a royal ark's safety despite the depth
It was quite scarring
Happy and gravitating
Tough to comprehend the erroneous one
Where loving was actually hating,
Where the emotional one was deemed a bum.
It was heavy on me
‘Cause I couldn't grasp the speed.
Didn't know I wouldn't be able to embrace,
The hour was to run indeed!
It was a deathly place that felt safe
'Cause Father was with me
Remember the pit I told you about?
A grave is now what I see.
He helped me,
Though I had nothing to pay
This world charges for everything
Post being taxed you're anyway slayed.
It's by his immense mercy I was saved
I thought I was the only one
But many like me
Who had their taxes waived!
I couldn't be more thankful
I thought that was life
I was going for a house of glass
Where the betraying buck would be my wife.
I wouldn't make it anywhere
Not how I grew to crash and burn
Thankfully He pulled me out of the pit
Thankfully He forced the turn!
It was a haze
Tough to measure all the space
My past life was deceitful
Left me with a cryptic story on my face.
Tring Tring
WHAT IF????
TITLE:
What if?
What if
an artist forgets to paint...
What if
a visionary's eyes begin to faint...
What if
the beauteous begin to fade...
What if
the window of life begins to cascade...
What if
My heart doesn't respond to my mind...
What if
the Creator hadn't been so kind..
What if
My voice starts to cease...
What if
My ease transcends to unease...
What if
My spirit begins to fade out...
What if
There was no clarity succeeding doubt...
What if
Your swimmer-soul's eternally negative buoyant
What if
Your charm is anything but flamboyant...
What if
There's oblivion after Goodbye
What if
There's no constancy of purpose after you die
But there is.
