April 27th, 2009 16:27 EST
"Permit US take you from the PAST into the PRESENT passing through the FUTURE
If it contradicts my pure reason (EM`KALOGIK) and what I`ve been through; my truth (EM`KALIZM) then I decline for the time being...... If my MUSIC & VISUALS helps reduce this CACOPHONY I sometimes experience in the TRINITY of my MIND, BODY & SOUL then let it BE & link me MORE to the ME IN ME. That I ask of the GREAT I AM, to help me BE the ME I was born to BE. I`ve danced with the DIVINE on the HEAVEN HELL crossroad so what MORE is there to SEE". Em`kal. EM`KAL was born EYONGAKPA MBI in the infant 80`s in the Cross river basin, Southwest, CAMEROON.
After a Masters degree in Botany and Ecology he realized he was like a thirsty fresh water fish in the BAADI River. He thence took WHAT was IN HIS OWN HANDS (FREEDOM) & spent a little MORE time on what TERRABEINGS would call LIVE and VISUAL ARTS which had always been his interests. EM`KAL`s intuition gave birth to that Jungle alternative whatever hip hop, folk rock fusion which triggered a new wave of artists who thence believed in rap on LIVE jungle/sahelian drums......... He holds that all rules in the arts can be overruled, if the product paves the way for more HARMONY in the TRINITY of the MIND, BODY & SOUL. Name source: EM`;initials of his born names, KA; signifies `to accept` when translated from Kenyang(his dialect), L ;his left handed nature. EM`KAL knows the SUN is the MOON & says it`s not HIS birthright to BE TRAPPED in YOUR LIGHT JUNGLE.SHE FOOLED WE CRAFTY MOON, SHE CAN NEVER BE THE SUN.LOVE MORE- BE MORE and accept greetings from KHALILAND.
Message from Khaliland; Terrabeings called him MAD but that MAD MAN`s on his right MIND. She whispered; quiet your fears KHALIA for the SUN is the MOON. She fooled we crafty moon but she can never BE THE SUN.STAY YOU TRUE & BE MORE. "
KHALILAND; my Ideal land
I came to this LAND & affirmed it is MINE,
A land with no LANDMINES & no MANMADE LINES,
No polluted SKIES as I watch the sun RISE,
No LAND like KHALILAND.
In KHALILAND where inspiration is pure & divine,
KHALIMAGES & KHALISOUNDS flow like rivers of LIFE.
In KHALILAND, my IDEAL LAND,
You can only be the FIRST so said the GREAT I AM
So why should I EM`KAL struggle with the ARTS,
When the STARS in the SKIES never struggle to SHINE.
EM`KAL, Child of the SUN, Born from HEAVEN,
back & forth I voyage to KHALILAND.
In KHALILAND nature taught me Life`s so good,
Here on earth humans say it`s just good staying ALIVE,
So they denounce the truth , scared, they don`t want to DIE,
Though we all know we can`t LEAVE this LIFE ALIVE.
EM`KALIZM my truth, I`ll DIE for what is RIGHT.
EM`KALOGIK my formula, I`ll use it for this FIGHT.
I`ll quiet my FEARS, EM`KAL I know GOD`s on my SIDE.
Dear GOD help ME BE the ME I WAS on my trip to KHALILAND.
Sounds from the SUN
I LOVE then I`m lost when I just ignore; YOUR ME or the you IN ME
I LOVE when I seek sometimes to BE; the ME I was born TO BE
I LOVE when YOU come to my DREAMS & Say; EM`KAL stay GENUINELY
I LOVE like I HATE when you STEW in your JUICE; trying to BETRAY ME.
The MOON comes up like the SUN; though it STEALS it`s LIGHT from the SUN, the SOURCE
My MUM says yeah he`s my SON; though I FEEL I`m a CHILD OF THE SUN, the SOURCE.
Just about that time NIGHT FALLS, DARKNESS comes & I`m far from the SUN.
Why is the NIGHT so LONG & When is the LIGHT going to come?
Soon it COMES in a FLASH & it`s GONE,
The YING & the YANG must take its COURSE,
The SOUNDS of the SONGS of the SOURCE ARE ABOUT to BE COME,
& SOME ..........................
.............................. want it GONE;
Please tell My KIND, YOUR KIND, OUR KIND, THEIR KIND, MANKIND to ARISE & BE KIND for there are just;
TOO MANY LIES,
TOO MANY DUBES,
TOO MANY HYPOCRITES,
TOO MANY KINGS,
TOO MANY WANNA BEES,
TOO MANY TRAPPED, just TOO MANY FIGHTS
& TOO MUCH STRIVES,
TOO MANY CONFUSED like TOO MANY DRAGGED,
TOO MANY PROFUSING HATE in these trying TIMES.
I seek when IT IS but I`ll BE MAN when it will CEASE to BE so I better SEEK well to BE MAN in that AFTER TIME.
GREAT I AM, help US UNDERSTAND WE NEED TO BE MORE, WE
ORANGE MOONLIGHT?/MIDNIGHT SUN
Was it the ORANGE MOONLIGHT or the MIDNIGHT SUN?
Look`s like a DREAM under some light & it was late at NIGHT.
Was I a MESSENGER from the GODS or just a CHILD of the SUN?
Still feels like a DREAM to me though REAL as I walk through LIFE.
Was I sent here to share the LIGHT I saw or just RIGHT my WRONGS?
Still feels like I`m a REINCARNATE of GRAND DAD who SOLD HIS CROWN.
Was it really SOLD or STOLEN like the TRIBAL GRIOTS sung?
Feel I should do just RIGHT if my UNSEEN CLAN MEMBERS must be GLAD.
This LAND I saw was so DIVINE as CREATURES PARADED FREE,
Yes I saw CULTS of MEN attended by all MANKIND,
I saw them CHRISTIANS, MUSLIMS, BHUDDISTS, HINDUS and AFRIKAANS,
SHARING this PARADISE where MONSTERS DON`T EXIST;
MONSTERS that plight our lives; NATIONALISM & VANITY,
I saw no MANMADE LINES, NATIONALISM DIDN`T EXIST
There was NO NEED for DISARMAMENT, NO MILLITARY & NO POLICE,
WE DRANK from the RIVERS OF LIFE; TREES gave us PLENTY to EAT.
So this THRUTH I bring to US, UN INFLUENCED we`ll BRIDGE the GAP,
Between ENLIGHTENEMENT`S ERRORS & Many CENTURIES from NOW
OUR FATE is in our HANDS, SO my PEOPLE BE the CHANGE
& start sending POSITIVE signals & make the HEAVENS PROUD.