Mirthmancer
Bard · Philocalist · Truth-seeker
Spinning riddles of peace and levity.
Conjuring currents of chaos and clarity.
Distilling the essence of all that moves me.
Mirthmancer
Welcome to a space suspended between the playful and the profound, where a well-placed word may unravel something you didn't know was tangled within you.
Bard
My work spans poetry, lyrics, spoken word, and song.
Whether I'm narrating a story, bringing a character to life, reading poetry, or singing, I bring warmth, curiosity, and intention with every breath.
Philocalist
Our world is a place of immeasurable beauty.
It's everywhere.
I try to find it, especially where it's most scarce.
Truth-seeker
Nobody has all the answers, but there is a non-zero chance that every single soul you encounter has at least one of them. Listen to their story. Gain a new perspective. Learn their secrets.
My hope is this: by entering my world and immersing yourself in my experiences, you're able to make better sense of your own existence. At the very least, perhaps I'll make you giggle.
Words
These poems exist in print and live in my lungs.
Read them, then hear them.
Original Poem · Spoken Word
This feeling, it's fickle - it comes & it goes.
Consuming our conscience & curling our toes.
The code is concealed - we covet its capture.
We keep it too close for fear of a fracture.
A trickle of triumph, a trapping of truths.
It twists our desire & blossoms our blooms.
It's awesome - impossible - the warmth we can feel.
Just pause before breaking the hearts that you steal.
So easy to fall - we tumble, we trip.
We stumble and crash when our feet start to slip.
It rips through your rhythm, erasing your agency.
Embracing the taste of their radiance aimlessly.
Your tongue becomes tied as you look into their eyes,
and you're shook by their depth when they lower their guise.
The soul, it will sing, when safety, you bring.
Creating a place where your traps never spring.
Expectation is wasted when placed on another.
Accept or reject, but give grace to your lover.
You are the only one you can control.
Being yourselves is what coupled your souls.
It's not about owning, postponing, possessing...
It's sharing, it's daring to care, and caressing.
The tenderness tries you, it bends, it breaks, and it binds you.
Cherish the ride whenever love finds you.
Original Poem · Spoken Word
For years I tried to fit myself into another's box.
Stifled tears & rife with fear that I was not enough.
Clocking in, another win to keep my spirit stocked.
Finding purpose in my service, I strove to be a rock.
Once my stone was thrown, I hadn't grown the way I thought.
Scribbled lines and wasted time and lessons I forgot.
I looked inside in hopes I'd find the answers that I sought.
And when I failed, I blazed the trail to reap a finer plot.
Soon I'd find it wasn't inside, but in the eyes of friends of mine.
Old companions there to show the light I once possessed.
Comrades, new, to share their truths and push me towards my best.
Infused with grounding, love surrounding, my dreams could manifest.
Then suddenly time was no longer wasted.
I lived and I loved and I lost my taste.
Erased my regret, and wisdom replaced it.
Found greatness to love in myself, and embraced it.
Spend all your time on skills you can hone,
but life lacks meaning if you live it alone.
Boldly show the ways you've grown
And seek the people that feel like home.
Now rise - protest - if life doesn't fit. Invest yourself in all that you give.
Alone, we only hold one ticket to ride this world and try to live.
So find your tribe and harmonize. Forgive your former enterprise.
For only through each other's eyes may we get a glimpse of another life.
Original Poem · Spoken Word
If a witch turned you into a mushroom, how would you be consumed?
Harvested from the ground, would she eat you whole?
Raw and profound with an uncooked soul?
Perhaps dry you out and grind you to dust?
Pour you into a capsule or bake you into crust?
Boiled til bouncy or steeped in a tea?
It's astounding all the fungal forms you could be.
And then, let's consider what you might do!
What sort of reaction would your powder produce?
Will you make music louder or make her world rounder?
What kinds of feelings does your essence induce?
Does she feel confused?
What spices did she use?
The pungence and flavor derived from your abundance
is something to savor - we strive for indulgence.
Might your unfiltered culture cause splinters in her sculpture?
Your unscripted structure may bewilder and touch her.
Pilfer her mind for the secrets inside.
Dissolving the wall that her damage designed.
Exposing it all for her psyche to solve -
she captured catharsis when you form was devolved.
Don't fear the digestion as your pieces progress.
You've dished out your service - why protest your purpose?
You'll return to your form once you pass through her storm.
Reformed with the earth to unite with your swarm.
The process completed, your heart restarts beating.
She honored her promise, and made you a treat.
Original Poem · Spoken Word
There's a taste in the air that I can't seem to place
The scent of it stings. It's tingling my face.
The ocean is raging from people packed tightly,
shoulder to shoulder. Now, give me the night.
If Benson believes in me, I'll achieve
an evening of action, pleasure and distraction.
Acting out scenes that play in my dreams.
I mix them with facts and spark a reaction.
Blasting the senses with inputs and blends -
amalgamations that help us ascend.
Am I missing the mixture's essential components?
Maybe I measured too much for the moment?
Woah. The size of that serving has started a swirling.
Commencing a whirlwind of swerving and twirling.
My world is turning, upending, and whirling.
Curtains encroach on my sterling hypnosis.
Clash with the blackness; a struggle ensues.
Glimpsing my doom as my soul is consumed.
That veil - I know it conceals something sacred.
I can't seem to make my way through while this wasted.
My axes are aching. This pain is an awakening.
Waiting for the cyclone to settle, it's better
to just let it be and breath in deeply
while seeking a reef I think I can reach.
Stand on the sandbar in awe of the sea,
stretched to encompass the concept of me.
Feed upon oxygen, then stretch my feet.
Flee from the box I'm in - set myself free.
Fragments of failure float in my mind
For the cave I crawled out of was my own design.
I played through each phase and escaped the cascade,
but the hole I climbed up from was one that I made.
Accepting my actions, adjusting my attitudes,
detecting distractions, and trusting in gratitude.
Truly there are far more taxing escapades
than exploring eternity & returning unscathed.
Introspective affection back under control
I've emerged from the experience with a skip in my stroll.
Observing exposes I'm somehow more whole.
A sterling hypnosis to remold the soul.
Sounds
Magicians may never reveal their secrets, but that's exactly what I'm doing here.
If my voice makes you feel something, then my spells are working.
Original Music · Song
Coming soon
The spell is still being bottled.
Tear me from reality and place me on the page.
Modulate mentality, embrace it and engage.
Integrate all the great data that my brain ate.
Share what I've ingested, we can all relate.
A year of enrichment, escape, and endeavor.
A tear for the tormented, tainted, and tethered.
Don't fear detainment, detachment, or death.
Appear for your peers. Peer into their depths.
It's not about highlighting all of your failures,
flaring your faults, or owning your ailments.
They only pass through you, and you can decide who
You are by choosing what brings you fulfillment.
By forging a path that lets you forget it.
The lives you'd have lived if life let you reset it.
You thicken your plot, and pile on layers.
And layers and layers and layers....
Appeasement and pleasing have long lost their hold.
The habits I've harbored and hated unfold.
They saved me, they served me, but long past their due.
Discarded and tarnished to make room for new.
But first you must heal or old wounds will fester.
They'll test you and threaten with gestures to best you.
Invest in yourself and success is your treasure.
Master momentum for mirth beyond measure.
It's not about highlighting all of your failures,
flaring your faults, or owning your ailments.
They only pass through you, and you can decide who
You are by choosing what brings you fulfillment.
Start forging a path that lets you forget it:
The lives you'd have lived if life let you reset it.
Then thicken your plot, and pile on layers.
And layers and layers and layers....
Original Music · Song
Coming soon
The spell is still being bottled.
Enter my atmosphere just for a fraction.
I'll pull you in closely to share satisfaction.
Attracted to your actions, your aura, your essence.
Adoring each session in your precious presence.
By cosmic currents, our orbits have crossed.
I'm changed from the impact our collisions have caused.
If I'm lost in space, I don't wish to be found.
I'll count the rotations til you come back around.
My muse, a lover, and above all, a friend.
Let us uncover mysteries we cannot comprehend.
I'll soar through your sky as you soar through mine.
We're just frozen space dust - comets entwined.
While carving our paths, we blaze through our trails.
Particulates gather as we pick up new tails.
We leave behind relics the cosmos will covet.
Stories in the stars suspend til they plummet.
Bodies entangled by forces unseen.
Celestial intersection, our courses careen.
Gravity twists us around both our centers.
Your love is a drug and I'm on a bender.
My muse, a lover, and above all, a friend.
Let us uncover mysteries we cannot comprehend.
I'll soar through your sky as you soar through mine.
We're just frozen space dust - comets entwined.
The moment I asked you to enter my fable.
You infused me with power you sent from your cable.
A wireless connection; the network is stable.
No strings, no stress, no need for a label.
No pretense, just presence. Your soul is so free.
It brings me such joy when you share it with me.
I don't wish to own you, possess, or postpone you.
You're the queen of your kingdom, and I'll never dethrone you.
The fantastic realms that we enter together.
We'll generate pleasure with every endeavor.
Our story so far has been one filled with bliss.
We've written ourselves a beautiful plot twist.
My muse, a lover, and above all, a friend.
Let us uncover mysteries we cannot comprehend.
I'll soar through your sky as you soar through mine.
We're just frozen space dust - comets entwined.
Original Music · Song
Coming soon
The spell is still being bottled.
Approaching destination, customs is a breeze.
Docked into my station, finally at ease.
Quick, unload the cargo, organize supplies
Build a brief abode beneath the starry skies.
Anticipate, hesitate - either way: Syncopate
Settle in a nation filled with Vibrations.
Dance through the nettles, prickly sensations.
Addicted to stickin' to bits and fixations.
Bumblin' with beats beneath the big dipper.
Every other neighbor a friendly day tripper.
Levelin' with revelers and ravin' with the knaves.
Meddlin' with settlers and wobblin' to waves.
Undertake, overthrow.
Undermine the overtones.
Overflow with understanding,
Feel the rhythm in your bones.
Inner peace outer poise
Sing it louder, use your voice.
In the thick of out of wack
Send your signal through the noise.
The forlorn horns…. gasping, growling.
The buttery bronze… honking & howling.
The braying, the blaring, they lock you in a trance,
Frozen by a frisson of orchestral Expanse.
He created a stage: an open-faced rave cage.
Lock yourself in and the party begins.
With brass from the past, the best begins blasting.
Sippin' upon space dust, I start casting.
Dishin' out cantrips. Flippin' the axis.
A separated headtrip split into fractions.
Reshape the wavelengths, rippled Reflections.
Cosmic campout cracklin' with Connections.
Undertake, overthrow.
Undermine the overtones.
Overflow with understanding,
Feel the rhythm in your bones.
Inner peace, outer poise.
Sing it loud, use your voice.
In the thick of out of wack
Send your signal through the noise.
Undermine the overtones.
Feel the rhythm in your bones.
Inner peace, outer poise
Send your signal through the noise.
Original Music · Song
Coming soon
The spell is still being bottled.
You pulled me from the trenches.
You helped rebuild my stage.
You lifted me with love
Showed me there's still someone to save.
Cus I believed I'd lost it -
The blaze once in my eyes.
Torn about & tossed it out
To silence my own cries.
You tore me from the talons
Of a beast I chose to ride.
Ripped my reins from the creature's clutches,
and placed them by my side.
They say that life is tethered in mystery.
My soul is tethered to you.
I'll be your alibi through this web of lies.
And together we can find the truth.
In the evidence of our history
I think I've found a clue
The puzzle's prize, we might not find,
But I'll search for the pieces with you!
And then you called me from the trenches,
So I could raise you to the stage.
I lifted you with love
Showed you there's still something to save.
Cuz you believed you'd lose it
Love's bell began to toll.
All you needed was one to confide in -
to peer into your soul.
I pulled you from that prison
A cell your mind had made to be
I delved unto the demon's depths
and drew the jailer's key.
They say that life is tethered in mystery.
My soul is tethered to you.
I'll be your alibi through this web of lies.
And together we can find the truth.
In the evidence of our history
I think I've found a clue
The puzzle's prize, we might not find,
But I'll search for the pieces with you!
Discarded cargo - leave it in the dust.
A rolling stone tends to gather what it must.
Serves you fine to sever ties, separate from your old lives.
Tethered in trajectory to help the world find levity!
They say that life is tethered in mystery.
My soul is tethered to you.
I'll be your alibi through this web of lies.
And together we can find the truth.
In the evidence of our history
I think I've found a clue
The puzzle's prize, we might not find,
But I'll search for the pieces....
I'll search for the pieces with you!
Videos
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If my voice resonates with you, let's see how our frequencies harmonize.
Together, we'll make something worth hearing.
Music
I sing. I rap. I make noise. Original songs, collaborations, vocal features. I'm very comfortable on stage and in the booth.
Original Poetry
Commissions for art, events, gifts, birthdays, campaigns — anything where you need help crafting your message.
Voice Acting
Characters, narration, commercials — I immerse myself into every project I'm involved in.
Audio Books
Long-form narration with stamina, clarity, and dynamics to keep listeners engaged.
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