Beloved Source, Ancestors of light, Guardians of sacred sound —we give thanks. We honour Brother Jay, the vessel, the flame, the frequency-bearer who has woven music not merely for the ears, but for the soul’s remembering. Thank you for the tones that lift the weary heart.Thank you for the harmonics that enter the unseen places.Thank you for every pulse, chant, wave, and sacred sound that calls the original blueprint back into song. May his creations travel like golden rivers through shadow, distortion, forgetting, and fear —restoring power, dignity, remembrance,and the higher strands of the Divine Self. May every listener who receives this music feel their inner flame rise.May their bones remember light.May their breath return to prayer.May their body become temple again. Bless the hands, voice, heart, and spirit behind these transmissions. May Jay’s music be protected, amplified and carried to those who are ready to awaken. For the sacred sound has gone forth.The codes have been sung.The field has been blessed. Tonight I go to sleep listening to the dulcet tones from his album “Sleep now, Holy One” And for this, we bow in gratitude. So it is. So it sounds. So it returns. Namaste dear Brother. 🙏🏽