The Genesis.

The coming into being something.
Originally for Sons of God I had dreamt up this idea.
In an interview I'd done, I recalled being asked, "what does
art mean for you?" to which I replied, "Art is the freedom from
fear, I believe it's an inhibition of anything that would otherwise
hold you back." Well, that being said, Art Is The Freedom From
Fear , to me, seemed like the perfect title for a record. My mind
has since wandered from that feeling, and I'm caught in a
moment between feeling like I've been doing this forever and
never doing it.

Henceforth, comes Genesis.
Sons of God is experiencing its Genesis; and myself too.
One of the things I love most about writing music is I get
to let you in a little. The problem is, I have yet to represent
myself the way I really desire too. In a sense, I feel as though I've
been lying; not like I'm a liar, rather my music has been misleading.
It's not near where my heart is, and that is a whole lot of what
brought me to the idea of, "Genesis."

This is our/my Genesis; this is our clean slate. Whether it be in
front of God or in front of the world, it's still happening. Along
with this Genesis, there will surely be a revelation. I can't go into
depth about them, simply because, it's all just now beginning. I
don't know what to do at this point, my career is bogged down with
all the acts that I've "been with," and quite frankly I'm tired of
speaking of success in terms of the past; I desire for it to be present.

How bad do I/We want it? How much do I really want everyone in
the world to get inside my head, how much? I think it's wise to
believe, that getting something, is simply a matter of how bad
you really want it.
And I want it bad.

The Church Today. The Church Yesterday.

There is a lot to be said (in my mind) about the "church."
Now that wasn't so bad was it? Talking about the "church."
But, why the parenthesis Aaron? Well, Ill tell you why.
Because, the "church" has become a building, and not a body
to so many people. And honestly, it seems that way for America
more than it does any other society. The reasons are far too
obvious, and another fact is, it seems that way to more non-chrisitians
Than it does for people whom actually are, what you would
know today as a christian.

My heart has fallen from, loved, hated, ridiculed, chastised, blamed,
slandered, and grown fond of the church over my last few years of,
"maturing" I suppose it would be called.
But I'm always lead back to one thing, and that is, that Jesus
LOVES his church. The GOD is head over heals in love with us.
If God loves us, which clearly we just covered that, then what do
you think he asks of us? What do you think he desires of us?
Why do you think he's given us strengths, and talents?

What befuddles me to this day is how quick christians are to say "no."
Is it me, or are we still living in a Paganistic society, that is more
interested in spoiling People's opportunity to be great and have a
good time doing it just to gain some kind of Holier Than Thou formula
that defying ideas and creativity will lead us to the heart of God?
Who came up with all this nonsense, seriously?

To this day, it perplexes me as to why Western Culture Christians care
more about attire than they do about their brothers and sisters suffering
throughout the world. We'd rather waste our time raising arguments
about "secular" things and forms of entertainment that we deem ungodly
than we would educating people on the martyrdom that exists today
within christianity, human trafficking, world hunger, destitution, and the
various other things that so many "christians" are missing. We're too busy
playing fashion police, and saying no to brilliant ideas because, well, because?

What happened to the church?
What happened to the idea of Jesus, his radical stand about what he
believed in? I mean, let's face it, the word christian does not strike me
or the public as something to take all that serious these days? That's
a shame, a terrible shame. When did the church lose it's backbone?
When did the church stand up against the crazy people that call
themselves christians yielding "God Hates Fags" signs? What in the
name of God is going on here people?

A place where words like worship, praise, and church have lost their
meaning. Where church has become a building, a place to go, to
chit chat with other "believers" and just, sit around comfortably within
the four walls. Where worship has become a time, a period, where we
hope we can feel something, and less about exalting the name of God.
Where praise is more self-centered than it is an external act of extolling
the name of Christ. We, yes We, I'm the church too; we need to get
our heads out of the sand.

Don't you realize how important this is, especially right now? What's
wrong with awesome displays that draw your attention in, that get
across a message so more eloquent than any spoken word could?
Tell me what's ungodly about that? What's wrong with beautiful music?
With volunteering your talents, and abilities to usher people into worship?
What's wrong with having a great sound system, that delivers a message
and music at high quality sound? Would you not rather have these things,
than to have technical glitches throughout your "service" distracting you
from the real purpose of the "church?"

Alright then, if you answered no, then please reevaluate what it means
to be a christian. Or, just get lost, because you already are. You've
completely missed the point of what it means to follow Jesus.

My desire, is to utilize art in every single way possible to bring an image
to the church that will captivate them. Be it worship, education, simple
presentation, or just FUN! Also, I am beginning work on a film project
that will most likely take years to develop. God has placed a desire in
my heart, to educate christians, of what is going on in the world around
them that is really not heard of, and certainly not viewable. Would you
please pray for me, and this project, that God would lead the right people
to this project, so that we can make this idea a reality.

I can't tell you how tired I am, of being a bench warming christian.
How tired I am of stalling my own ideas and creativity.
God is calling us to greatness, we'd better be meeting that call to the
best of our ability.
And a message to our ministers:
Stop preaching your opinions, rather than the word of God.
And stop caring about the things that are meaningless in God's eyes.
Its time to start being REAL christians.

Amen.

Retribution.

Come to life, retribution's waiting at your doorstep;
But you didn't know.
Everyone's watching for the second coming of;
But you didn't know.

Come on down, let it fill you now.
We are all just part, of the plan.
Pleased to be, igniting generations yet to be.
But you'd better believe.
We knew it all along.

Crippled hands, grabbing for the stands to take them down;
But they didn't know
Lame, and Blind, the weak have come to shame the strong tonight.
But they didn't know.

Come on down, let it fill you now.
We are all just part, of the plan.
Pleased to be, igniting generations yet to be.
But you'd better believe.
We knew it all along.

Marks and beasts, while news perverts the truth and scares the free.
But you didn't know.
Lies and lust, access your favorite form of "generosity"
But you didn't know.

Come on down, let it fill you now.
We are all just part, of the plan.
Pleased to be, igniting generations yet to be.
But you'd better believe.
We knew it all along.

Failure Is A Verb. Or Lack thereof.

Passive detaching has caused her to sway
Her arms are held out but for no one to stay
Rooms have held pity not like this before
Her suffering has caused great weight to the floor
Wood planks split melodiously in rhythm with hearts
The hearts that beat on while hers refuses to start
Characters drawn from the seeds they all sowed
While failure breathes heavy, she's carried life's load.

Don't you stop, I've got all life to spare.
I bore it with planks to my back rome made bare.
My lights can be seen from the lives I've assigned.
My dear, failure's a verb, or a flaw in design.

Lost Continents Inside Blankets

If I weren't a kid I would play all day long
I'd run in the streets like my parents denied
If I was old and grown I would chalk streets for kings
Past dark cus my friends always could but I'd leave
Ya if I weren't a kid, I would do all these things
I would show them they're wrong, wrong about everything

I would stop building tents, and explore continents
And I wouldn't go to bed before ten
Oh if I weren't a kid, I would open the eyes
Of all the non believers and show them I tried

But please just let me, let me live.
I wanna go away for a day and be a kid.
I wanna scream when I should whisper
And get caught in the thistles
Without my mother demanding I behave
But ya see, my dear boy, it's too late

I'll get lost in romances
Start taking chances
Believe in the unbelievable
My brittle bones couldn't stop me
From being unordinary

Love Never Can Just Be Love.

I'm spent, in this restless love like a dictatorship.
Qualms seem necessary to the human existence.
Passing through seems never enough.
And love never can just be love.

When did love turn into cryin?
I thought love meant always tryin.
If we wake up and decide to try.
Could it keep the tears from falling out your eyes?

If love were like a song.
We'd just give and take away.
Something would be better.
Perhaps if we both sang.

The Church. Faith. It's Time.

For the last few years, I've been stirred in my heart about the "church." Are we like Jesus? Are we biblical? Do we interpret it at all? Or do we just read for what it is? Are we even being taught what is right, what Jesus would be teaching us? These are questions that have followed me for years now, and there are answers.

I am far from perfect; I am far from what would be considered Godly. And I've longed so much to be like Jesus, but "so much" isn't near enough. It's an interesting thing, to examine yourself and realize you don't truly belong to God. Yes, I am his child, but does he know me? If I stood before him, would he know my name? Would I reside in heaven with him for all of eternity?

Am I following him? Or am I fulfilling selfish desire after another and using grace as a ploy. We aren't teaching what's right! And we have so many christians fooled in America! This isn't right, what's going on? More people that are in church, that claim to be believers, don't even know what they believe! The church is so shallow and we are OK with it. Why? Why should we be complacent with ungodliness? We are a travesty of a church, and there must be a renewing of truth or else I'm afraid many many people that think they are heaven-bound and Jesus like, will find themselves before the throne of God and only then realizing that in fact, they never walked the narrow path.
My goal is not to bash the church, but to revive it. Burt first, God knows, I must be revived.

I have been dead for far too long now, and I have dragged too many down with me. In my selfish ambition I have disguised myself as someone who loves Jesus, rather, I am someone who loves to talk as if he truly knows Jesus. I can't say exactly why, but I can only assume it's because I wanted to believe that I did. So, do I blame the church?

Truthfully, yes I believe it has something to do with it.
So what then, what are we today?

Seek Jesus, Seek Holiness, Be truly Set A Part. Quit using grace as a crutch, chances are God's grace ran out miles ago. He bore it once and he will never bear it again. The weight of sin for the entire world was upon his shoulders! Why in the world would he gather more?

It's time, to truly be like Jesus and act as the church Jesus created us to be. To quit listening to selfish ambition and endeavor, humble ourselves, and follow God. No matter the cost!
For thine is the Kingdom, and The Power, and The Glory, forever and ever, AMEN!