Expect me

The lion has been let out of his cage, and the time has come to do what I have always loved to do. I have been stepping into the studio to “warm up” the beat machines, microphones, and creative juices that have been flowing through me for quite some time. Instead of my normal “hiding it until it’s finished” I have decided to post the beats on here for all to listen to as I make them. Over time, the tools, and equipment I use changes… So I like to fiddle around with it a little before I really get heavy into it.

I even started to warm up my voice a little bit with a nice generous welcome to king craig james.com introduction. I guess what I am trying to say is expect me. The best is yet to come, and I am only just getting started. I have a lot of things I would like to say, and a lot of things I would like to do. Due to my very busy schedule, I simply have to make the best use of my time as possible.

So now that the lion is out of his den, and the cat is out of the bag. I just wanted to say that my 5 years of silence is over with. All of the stuff I am posting is subject to change, and none of it is final. I am simply doing some stretches before I start dropping the good stuff. I hope you’re as excited as I am, and I look forward to releasing all new songs, beats, and whatever else I decide to start doing in the future. Thanks for over 20 years of support.

I am

Can’t figure out why your usual tricks don’t work on me huh?

Well… Let’s get to know me then? First of all, I never planned this game. I am just being me. While you, are losing sleep trying to solve a puzzle that doesn’t exist. I merely bend the laws of existence, without breaking them. My presence is a storm of FIRE and ICE.

A will that cannot be extinguished, A spirit that cannot be conquered. The world watches as I walk through their chaos unscathed. I am not a riddle to be solved, I am a force to be reckoned with. My silence speaks louder than YOUR chaos. My stillness is more potent than your frenzy. My power is not in what I do, but what I am.

Can you feel the shift in the air? The weight of my energy pressing against your fragile resolve? You give me confrontation, and I respond with revelation. You realize too late, that you are outmatched. My energy is not just a presence, but a declaration.

I am breaking through your feeble barriers like glass. I do not owe you consistency, and I am not here to be understood. I shift with the rhythm of forces beyond your reach. You are stuck there clinging to a “certainty” that doesn’t exist. I am moving like the waters in the ocean.

I suppose you feel like if you watch me closely enough, you can crack my code…. The problem, is that there is no code. I move in alignment with forces you can not measure. Every step I take, is a twist in a maze that you will never escape. While you are searching for a pattern, you’re trapping yourself in a cycle of false conclusions.

Just as you think you have it all figured out, it’s already been re-written. You talk as if your judgement matters, as if your perception holds weight. I do not need you to see me clearly. Your inability to define me, only diminishes yourself. I am not here to vibrate at your low frequency, I will not waste my time shrinking my personality to fit into your box. While you’re always falling short, I will always rise.

Happy Anniversary!

Just under a year ago… Two people appeared before each other on a dumb live streaming app. She called herself a “Capricorn Princess” and of course… I the very notable “King Craig James” or probably… “Daddy” as I am known on a bunch of dumb (and very fake) dating apps. She wasn’t very quick to give me her number, but I knew she liked me.

During the winter months… She took to the internet after losing a very close family member. I went online, because I was kind of sick of being single. I think we both knew we had to get out there, to get our minds off of the circumstances that life had thrown at each of us. After about a month of interacting with each other, I was finally able to score her “facetime” number. That’s when the real conversation finally started.

After meeting some very interesting people online… I finally met up with this beautiful young lady at the mall. We decided to grab a bite to eat at Auntie Annies pretzels. We had been chatting and facetiming for months, and I was beginning to think that we were never going to meet in person. On July 2nd, that day finally came. We went on a few dates, and by July 4th… We stood there watching the fireworks together. We stood there, hand in hand… Under the stars… Watching as the sky rained beautiful flames of fire. We have been inseparable ever since.

She probably wouldn’t want me to be writing this article, because even she knows… “Girlfriends come and go” but I just wanted to let the world know, that this girl is tough enough to beat cancer, and she’s a stronghold in my life. She’s one of the most amazing people I have ever met, and I cherish every moment we spend together.

Today we had dinner at Olive Garden to celebrate.

The art of sound

Sound is not just heard. It is FELT; it is obeyed. Thanks to the many years of my recording songs, podcasts, and speech. The echos of my voice are carved into the fabric of existence. Etching commands into the bones of the world that cannot be undone. I am the storm, the shifting tide, the unrelenting pulse that dictates what remains, and what is erased. Welcome to my blog.

Those who spend their time on this useless web of internet hell shit, are so used to fake videos, fake songs, fake words, and fake news… They have lost touch with reality, have identity issues, and have become hosts for the parasitic ideas of their idols. They speak of people acting in movies, singing on “counterfeit” songs, and praise whoever pushes the grand narratives’ agenda. 20 years ago, many of the internet’s conspiracy theories have become facts. Along with science fiction from 40 years ago, becoming the reality of today.

My point is… I have crafted my own voice intertwined with instruments for over 20 years. Recordings will never carry the same weight, resonance, or frequency of my REAL voice. While audio recordings might sound great, I am here to remind you that everything that is digital can be manipulated to serve another’s agenda. While impressive as technology is, the power of artificial intelligence can turn even the most humbling words into weapons.

Truth is getting harder and harder to find, so start speaking it, living it, and breathing it in. Let God do the rest. Leave the art of sound, to the artists, creators, and the 144,000. The chosen will re-create the world.

Prince

This past January. I lost a really good friend of mine. She lived a nice long 13 years before she passed on. She truly was a blessing and I just wanted to say one last goodbye. RIP Foxy.

All doom and gloom aside… I have recently found a steller dog that truly does compliment Foxy and he was appropriately named “Prince”. I truly feel like he is going to match her vigor, intelligence, and royal personality.

So… I just wanted to post a photo of him, and introduce him to all of the strangers lurking on the internet. As you know… I don't do social networking. The internet is a scam.

Success

A lot of people out there think that…. Just because I have been quiet lately… Means… That… I have fallen off. The truth is, that couldn’t be further from the truth.

I have decided (Now that “Free Speech” is back) to bring back an old friend to me. This very website. For the past several years, I have put it on the back burner, and watched as it has grown stale. I have taken stupid jobs, and I have continued to grow, evolve, and pave the way for my comeback.

That time is here, and that time is now. I just want to take a moment, to kindly, and boldly tell all of my haters out there… To

Suck It!

- King Craig James

Everyone has a story

After being on this earth for 39 years. All I know… is that everyone has a story, and most people are full of shit.

The GOOD news is this.

King Craig James is back.