I’m getting really excited to launch The Dirt Codes podcast.
This idea has been brewing underground for nearly a decade.
It’s worn different names, different skins, different versions of me.
Each time I thought it was ready, something in me said: Not yet.
So like compost in the dark, like a cicada waiting its cycle,
I shed old identities, old stories, old survival codes — and molted again.
The Dirt Codes is what finally emerged.
This first episode is recorded (editing is happening now),
and while I wait, I’ve been playing in the underground of creativity — using AI to produce a full mini-album that mirrors the codes, the shadow, and the shine of my journey.
You can listen to the full release here:
🔗 https://soundcloud.com/thedirtcodes
The first track, “Welcome Child,” will be the official intro to the podcast.
It’s a tribute to the version of me who survived the burial…
and chose to rise anyway.
More is coming.
This is just the cracking-through.
The dirt remembers — and now, it’s ready to speak.
WELCOME CHILD
You may bury me in silence,
pack the soil above my name,
call my roots unworthy,
call my breaking a shame.
But still
in the quiet dark
where no one thinks to look,
I gather every broken piece
the world once overtook.
In the hush of compost and memory,
in the chambers grief designed,
I learn the whispered language
of the shadow and the shine.
For the dirt is never just dirt
it is cradle, it is keeper,
it is the place where endings soften
so beginnings may grow deeper.
And though pressure pressed upon me,
though decay drew near my door,
I rose
not in spite of what was taken,
but because I held much more.
More truth than fear could flatten,
more spirit than the dark could hide.
A stubborn, steady knowing
that the buried do not die.
They rise.
Quiet at first
then certain, then tall.
With a voice made of soil
and a soul shaped by it all.
Welcome to these Dirt Codes, child
where the underground reveals the climb.
Where the shadow tells its secrets,
and the shine arrives on time.
Welcome to these Dirt Codes, child
where the underground reveals the climb.
Where the shadow tells its secrets,
and the shine arrives on time.
