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God's begotten city

Nights like this I find myself nearest to you in the solace of peace between the heavens and the earth)

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Because The Perfect Gentleman Still Exist)

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Dragons Exist (Motion Picture Soundtrack)

Written by: Vlad & Izzy J.

Dm - C - Bb- Am- A

Verse 1

Never thought that I would make it this far;

Dust to dust, we fuss, it’s us & just another rainbow to our stars

Near yet oh so far in the distance (in the distance)

Verse 2

Forever mass a lass between the hollow hearts

I swim & sing a dream alone

League beneath a gleam of their sea

Don’t know anything outside of me

Tell me what you see when love finds me

Chorus Interlude:

Bb - Am

So much tension

(So much tension)

Did they mention

(Didn't they mention)

Chorus:

Dm- Am- C - G

Dragons exist

We don’t burn us down

We just burn out bright

You put out the lights

And make a World full of space

Trace us to our source

Here we are full force

So don’t you miss

When dragons exist 🐉 📿

Verse 3

Through a life of strife a knife cuts deep within an ancient curse

Its worth will hurt; My Earth is dirt

The places once lost

All have a cost & a flame

Shame to fame your blame it gives us all your glory

Pain it heals we fill our sorrow for a story

Beginning to the end

I am a friend

You can't tame me

Chorus Interlude:

Bb - Am

I am fiction

(So much tension)

Did I mention

(Didn't they mention)

Chorus:

Dm- Am- C - G

Dragons exist

We don’t burn us down

We just burn out bright

You put out the lights

And make a World full of space

Trace us to our source

Here we are full force

So don’t you miss

When dragons exist 🐉 📿

They want to see me fail, even in death I will prevail) (X4)

Chorus:

Dm- Am- C - G

Dragons exist

We don’t burn us down

We just burn out bright

You put out the lights

And make a World full of space

Trace us to our source

Here we are full force

So don’t you miss

When dragons exist 🐉 📿

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Dragons Exist (Motion Picture Soundtrack)

Written by: Vlad & Izzy J.

Dm - C - Bb- Am- A

Verse 1

Never thought that I would make it this far;

Dust to dust, we fuss, it’s us & just another rainbow to our stars

Near yet oh so far in the distance (in the distance)

Verse 2

Forever mass a lass between the hollow hearts

I swim & sing a dream alone

League beneath a gleam of their sea

Don’t know anything outside of me

Tell me what you see when love finds me

Chorus Interlude:

Bb - Am

So much tension

(So much tension)

Did they mention

(Didn't they mention)

Chorus:

Dm- Am- C - G

Dragons exist

We don’t burn us down

We just burn out bright

You put out the lights

And make a World full of space

Trace us to our source

Here we are full force

So don’t you miss

When dragons exist 🐉 📿

Verse 3

Through a life of strife a knife cuts deep within an ancient curse

Its worth will hurt; My Earth is dirt

The places once lost

All have a cost & a flame

Shame to fame your blame it gives us all your glory

Pain it heals we fill our sorrow for a story

Beginning to the end

I am a friend

You can't tame me

Chorus Interlude:

Bb - Am

I am fiction

(So much tension)

Did I mention

(Didn't they mention)

Chorus:

Dm- Am- C - G

Dragons exist

We don’t burn us down

We just burn out bright

You put out the lights

And make a World full of space

Trace us to our source

Here we are full force

So don’t you miss

When dragons exist 🐉 📿

They want to see me fail, even in death I will prevail) (X4)

Chorus:

Dm- Am- C - G

Dragons exist

We don’t burn us down

We just burn out bright

You put out the lights

And make a World full of space

Trace us to our source

Here we are full force

So don’t you miss

When dragons exist 🐉 📿

Copyright 2024AD ℗ All Rights Reserved

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(by Josh Hild)

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I swear this was funnier in my head the other night at 3am.......

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☕🌞

Hôtel de Salm Paris, France

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It Is What It Is 

Storyboard 

Written by: Isaiah E. January 

Are You with Me  

 Sitting in his manor; throned with a crown on head, he is the ruler of an uninhabited kingdom. Pondering this significance, he swirls his sherry clockwise in a gemmed golden grail just before taking a sip. Now heavily influenced & daunted by thoughts of being ever-alone, he begins to question the existence of his Kingdom and if it were there or merely an unrequited dream.   

  Dream Girl   

 Laying in his royal chambers beside a fair Lady; Isaiah is resting. The ambience still, where the sunshine cast a silhouette through closed white linen curtains. Whilst slumbering he hears a smidgen of restlessness as nine soft pitters sounded on the wooden floor; she had awoken. Suddenly a warm and radiant light caresses his face as a song then breezes its way into his ear. He promptly rises and discerns the Lady pining at the sights of taking on such a beautiful day.   

 Don’t Go  

 After a whirlwind romance and night of divine passion Isaiah begins to contemplate confessions of his undying affection for Lady. She; fixated on the uncertainties of their love’s endeavors, continues an ambiguous wide-eyed stare out the open window of the royal chambers. Her heartbeat synced with each footstep he took as he made his approach and gathered the thoughts of a proposal. Just before his legs reached the frill of her gown which gently fluttered about the breeze Lady abruptly spoke of her dues to the Earth before such arrangements could be made.    

 Red Roses 

Taken back by Lady’s words Isaiah is understanding of her disposition and excuses himself. Making his way through the courtyard onward past the rockery & into the garden he sees his Mother tending to the roses. “Give her one for your love, or perhaps a dozen if you’re keen.” Mother smiled and handed her son a red rose. “Remember the floret shields the bud; ‘til it blossoms will each petal rest beside it, hm?” Lady finishes watching from the window as she then gathers herself to journey out to what’s rumored as the city.   

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  What You Need   

Arriving in the hustle and bustle of Los Angeles Lady is awestricken by how the buildings put the depths of the skies into perspective. “City of Angels”, she says as she exits the downtown Union Station. She sets off to explore the city, stopping briefly to ask passerby’s directions. Suddenly she hears a melody; it’s faint yet define enough to follow. Reaching the source of the music a gentleman is center stage playing an acoustic guitar.   

Traveling Man (Pt.1)   

 “I was sitting in my chair, without a worry without a care oh where I wasn’t really there, but I found you staring at me from across the room.” Intrigued by the words that are being soulfully spoken over a rhythmic groove Lady approaches the stage and sits at a table that seemingly was just for her. Entranced by the performance, each song resonated with her travels; depicting her journey as she began to ponder why it was she had come. She knew there had to be some connection between the two of them and so she listened whilst waiting for an opportune moment to speak to the Artist. After a spectacular encore, the unknown artist thanked the audience and slipped backstage where Lady promptly followed. "Took you long enough, if it's an autograph you're after best have a pen ready", his words echoed. The air smelled of marijuana, alcohol, and as she entered she noticed two girls fondling each other on the love-seat. Lady tensed up and immediately began to regret making such a spontaneous decision. "Are you with me or what?" He turned and noticed her expression. "I'm assuming you've never been backstage before, he smiled slyly as he approached her, "My name is Izzy."   

Traveling Man (Pt.2)   

 Rock & roll music played in the background as Izzy extended his hand towards the young woman. "C'mon it's an American custom. Took me only a week to understand this place and it's done with a hand shake", he said with a dubiously charming grin. Reluctant Lady reached out and took Izzy's hand. It's grip decisive, warm, firm, and seemed to answer just about every question she was ready to ask. “This culture and its class is a smidgen forward wouldn’t you say?” Lady gawked over at the two women completely naked on the sofa in their own lustful purgatory of passion. “American custom.” Lady gave an intensely sharp look to Izzy. Taking a moment to breath in the ambiance of the room he understood what that look implied. “This place, it is for lucid living. Seems that the desires of the heart & mind do not coincide with one another, it’s one or the other. The girls were here when I arrived. The owner of the bar hardly gave me a day’s pay and feels as though his spirits are sufficient compensation.” Izzy reached behind his ear; swiftly pulling out a joint and sparking it as he gave it four puffs and exhaled in acquiescence. “This is my only piece of this world. I am merely a traveling man.”  

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Who’s to Say 

Taken back by his words Lady stood in contemplative thought. “Not some egotistical hotshot? A traveller? You’re serious?” Lady began to pry. “You seem disappointed”, Izzy chuckled lightly. “Wrapped up in the starlight and being cheered on? Sure! It’s a great time, and is certainly an unbelievable thrill. The other half is the silence after the applause. You’ve given them pieces of you, and the quintessential essence of its construct is interpreted by each listener individually.  

We’ve got to live with that. The thought that someone has consolidated about our existence.” Lady stood, awestricken. “There’s so much to say, but I find that when it comes to how I feel words only get in the way.” Izzy gazed sincerely at Lady who blinked a few times just before saying, “Who’s to say you won’t leave that all behind? Perhaps it’s not what seems fair but remember that the sun is shining through what you may consider closed blinds. Give it a moment. For what it’s worth I found your performance to had been wonderful! I had so many questions, and now as we’re standing here I don’t know exactly how to describe the feeling but I understand you. Mr. Traveling man.” She smiled politely and placed her hand on his shoulder.    

It Is What It Is  

Formalities have been exchanged. Izzy began to load up his gear in his vehicle. “Do you need help with your instrument?” Lady was fairly familiar with an array of musical means, and to have seen an acoustic performance live in the city of Los Angeles she became intrigued for what adventure awaited. “Yeah! Go ahead and head backstage into the venue my guitar is just to the right of the love-seat in a hard-shell casing.” She gave an assuring nod.   

As the two of them who were once unacquainted drove off leaving the venue full & well understanding one another Lady mentions her travel and how her life has been strictly circumstantial.  

Not keen on the idea of grand-orchestration but that there being a generator of divinity; all life and purpose belonged to it and that significance was equivalent to itself. Izzy enjoyed a good conversation. Didn’t matter what so long as whomever was speaking had pieced together their thoughts and either acquiesced with a question or left enough wiggle room for commentary. “So you’re saying your life is what it is?” Pondering the bulk of Lady’s bittersweet disposition Izzy did his best to fathom just how her journey came about. There was so much he wanted to wrap his head around wholeheartedly as to conjure up inspiration and draw from its creative depth.  

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Simplicity 

 “Simple is as simple does I suppose.” Izzy always had this way of ending his sentences on a philosophical note. Whether or not the individual truly grasps the wisdom or intended purpose wasn’t exactly anything he paid much nevermind to nor was it intentional. “What does that even mean? You’re always so deep with your words.” Even for Lady, who realms apart had an infinite amount of wisdom bestowed to her couldn’t quite figure out Izzy’s angle or if he even had one for that matter.  

Tension and release; a childish indulgence of tug of war with no true understanding of the objective or what it meant to win is just how the relationship began to shape itself. Neither of the two wanted to make sense of what it meant, just that so long as they continued to talk the world was balanced and all was right, and to be touring about Los Angeles they both seem to agree that nothing about the city was simple.  

The Depths of You  

Having made idle chit-chat throughout the duration of the drive from Downtown Los Angeles Izzy has set out for more booking. Being accompanied by such a fair lady was more than ideal it was fate. At least that is what the both of them continued to believe given the charismatic chemistry between them. “I haven’t a moment to waste, and having to travel about especially now that you’re here, I must assure these performances.  

Having them in the books is top priority.” Izzy let out a sighed laugh followed by a woolly smile. He knew that though his mind was dedicated to his career that his heart was yearning to beat alongside another. The more he had listened to Lady go on about where she was from and her dedication to preserving the Earth, or at least saving the men who had inherited miscellaneously meaningless task to control its population, etc. He knew she was his muse; A fathomless depth of universal truth.   

Not Today 

After speaking with many of venues around and about the Greater Los Angeles area the dynamic duo has spent countless hours expounding on Izzy’s performance catalogue. “Ever hear of a place called Hollywood Bowl?” A puzzled expression crossed Lady’s face. “I’ve heard what’s rumored as the city of Los Angeles and plenty tales of its rags to riches. Hollywood Bowl, it’s used as a symphony hall, right?” Izzy gave a quiet nod. “That’s where we are headed next.” A determined smile; pensive and sure of his place on such a grand stage he looked to Lady as the car whizzed about the eased traffic. Just as they arrived there was a conversation taking place at the ticket counter and from the sounds of it a fairly serious one. 

5 / 6

“My orchestra is paid up upfront. This is non-negotiable! You’ve gotten us all the way out here and expect these musicians to give their pieces for your entitled bowl? They’ll live with the thought of what your audience has made of this performance. You’d be fortunate that you’re paying us and not the lot of them individually!” A stillness gripped the proximity as this gentleman had gotten the last word in, & not only was its tone resonant it was a parallel of the way he had phrased how he’d felt when the thought of a performance crossed his mind. There weren’t many people who truly understood the essence of music and how it constructs itself as composition.  

Lady continued watching diligently for the slightest chance of this encounter being a confrontational matter. That and if talking to management about booking 

at this time would be in Izzy’s best interest. “Perhaps another time would be best?” She gave a lean in towards Izzy as her eyes nervously had shift toward the parking lot suggesting to head back to the car. “Perhaps. .” Izzy agreed, but couldn’t bring himself to leave without an inquire as to who this gentleman is. A conductor? 

 Tomorrow It Gets Better 

Lady’s demeanor had a subtle shift, as the unknown virtuoso and the presumed concert hall management continued their conversation in what now was a speak-easy decibel level. Izzy continued to tune into the conversation; making out just about every other word. He was certain that this well composed man was in fact the conductor of an orchestra. What orchestra was the following question that crossed his mind, and next when would the ensemble be performing. “Aren’t you the least bit intrigued by this happenstance?  

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                                 A Night Of Magic And Splendor

1. Royal Palace of Brussels, Belgium 

2. Le Grand Foyer de l'Opéra Garnier, Paris, France 

3. Blue Drawing Room, Buckingham Palace, London

4. Ballroom. Schonbrunn Palace, Vienna

5. Burgtheater, Vienna

6. Palazzo Reale di Genova, Genoa

7. Alexander Hall of the Winter Palace, St Petersburg

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#universaltrue

I will never understand how people can’t love music in other languages, it’s not about what they say; it’s about how it makes me feel. It’s about the music, the melody, the tune and the tone of their voice and the way every artist pronounces words differently. I don’t need to understand a word for it to give me chills.

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You're welcome. .

Two students, James and John were given a grammar test by their teacher. The question was, “is it better to use “had” or “had had” in this example sentence?”

The teacher collected the tests, and looked over their answers.

James, while John had had “had”, had had “had had.” “Had had” had had a better effect on the teacher.

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That moment when you realize you’ve written a compilation of works true to self & have yet to share it with the world, however because you’re such an introverted being the contents resonance is vibrant enough to reach every one metaphysically. . #slightlydispositional #songwriterproblems #c'estlevie