Sounds of Wisdom: Meditations of a Prisoner Volume I

Welcome to the spirit of my essence. I have arrived for the first time—again. I pray that these word symbols transport you to portals, places, and palaces so far gone that you literally change this world and the ones to come.
The manifestation of a master is now among you. I have succeeded in freeing myself while still incarcerated. I must be the man. This volume contains the flyest shit you never thought of and/or thought of but couldn’t quite express. I am the cumulative effect of all humanity. The collective force expressed singularly. Don’t believe me just watch.
The following pages contain relevance. What else should concern you? The divisions of knowledge are superficial. Today’s modern day definition of knowledge is absurd. I shall take it back to the essence, while simultaneously establishing new paradigms that your children’s children’s children will stand upon proudly. Pardon me. I’ve been sipping on confidence and aptitude for quite some time.
These are meditations.
Not mere trifles or idle speculations.
These things concern your soul, body, sex, desire and more.
It is for naught… enjoy!