I’ve been in the writing hole for so long, most of my music dates back two summers ago. Some even a decade. Music brings a matching vibration to those who get it; the artists’ story, transactional desires, a lifetime of emotions, and listeners who’re all in with it. But alone is another story. And so are my personal genre favorites. From country music, film-score, classical, hip-hip and solid gold oldies, I’d argue it was God’s plan allowing me to appreciate music from all over the world. It’s what birthed the vehicle moving this site—driving me to digest a world so beautiful. I appreciate you all for reading! Now watch me become extra….

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Wednesday, December 4, 2019

From my very own Godtober of a month, I’ll laugh in a year.

I did this without fear—but an illusion of sheer.

Listening to God’s Plan to write the man,

My thoughts are God’s plan so my heart stands.

I look within for his demand.

Call it fate, but better now as never is late.

I won’t pretend anymore.

God’s plan was for my wish to explore.

The stars I poke at.

The car I drive in black.

From the crash, it became my vehicle,

…of words I’ll forever digest.

Writing in the chaos to confess.

Needing the works for a dream to protect.

I didn’t plan this.

He showed me bliss.

God’s plan?

Or, a man saving his land?

Either way gratitude’s my new attitude.

Showing me my new life and spiritual altitude.

-Budd