Listen to “Une Deux, Ré, Mi” in TIDAL
Minutes before sacred vibrato harmonies
He was not able to feel, Amun made sure of it. He is now called Mars Donté. I am he.
The process of transmutation was simply an increase in passion, almost nearing 420 Degrees. Mars became everything his enemies desired. Masculine from a far, but thorn-less at the touch. His scent was pure ecstasy and everyone instantly became pulled apart from reality with one look into his eyes.
Mars Amun was an aura of masculine energy that radiated in silence. He was a father figure, a trainer & a mentor.
Whenever I look in the mirror, Amun gazes back at me as if the world begins to shift into an alternate parallel world. For a split second there usually is a point of communication between us, making our cognitive wavelengths one. Today ‘Amun’ reminded me to brush my teeth because bad breath is equal to ego death.
Amun was a mans man; he was the definition of anger. He was harsh but only for lessons to teach. After noticing the trend Mars was setting, he set out to teach him a lesson. Wait your turn kiddo, says Amun to Mars.
Amun: Ils veulent que vous brillez, vous avez du talent.
Mars: Je veux jouer au foot!
Amun: Non! Je suis désolé mais vous ne pouvez pas jouer, jusqu’à … 🎤
Mars: Je communique à ma famille avec de la musique.