I decided to do a little something different. Since restarting my YouTube channel, I’ve been working on coming up with new creative outlets for expressing all the thoughts in my head. While blogging and recording videos is great, there’s only so much you can do with that. So, one of the ways I’ve found to express myself creatively is through a rap alter ego named Meridian Sage (yes, it’s AI).
After taking some time to tweak the vibe, I finally have a sound & debut track that I’m happy with called Deconstruction Diary that puts my spiritual journey into soulful lyrical form.
Who is Meridian Sage?
As I said above, Meridian Sage is my musical alter ego.
My mission with this music is to:
Help people breather deeper, think clearer, and live lighter.
Backstory
Meridian Sage was born in the DMV to a military family.
Growing up, he moved across Virginia before eventually landing in eastern North Carolina, in the military town of Jacksonville. The constant relocations shaped him: discipline from his father’s military career, diversity from military communities, and the ability to adapt anywhere.
Quiet, introspective, and more comfortable writing than speaking, he found refuge in books, poetry, Scripture, and journaling. Words became his way of surviving transitions — the anchor that always traveled with him.
As he grew older, theology became his first intellectual love. He dove deep into Scripture, church history, and apologetics, developing a sharp mind and a sincere heart. But that same sincerity eventually led him into a painful faith deconstruction — not out of rebellion, but out of integrity.
He lost old circles, old labels, and old certainties…
but found something more real:
Source. Love. Inner alignment. Higher consciousness.
A spirituality big enough to hold the whole human story.
Meridian Sage stands between worlds —
hip-hop and mysticism, theology and metaphysics, Carolina grit and DMV soul —
turning the lessons of his journey into music that uplifts, clarifies, and awakens.
Deconstruction Diary Lyrics
Intro
Some pages ain’t written for applause
but for honesty.
This one’s for the questions that cracked my shell
and the love that grew in the empty spaces.
Hook
I’m writin’ in my deconstruction diary
peelin’ back the layers of who I thought I had to be.
Letting go of answers that were never really mine
walking out the framework just to step into the divine.
Guided and grounded, I’m findin’ alignment finally.
Love is the lesson, it keeps rewiring me.
Verse 1
Came up in the South with devotion in my bloodstream
Scripture on my desk like a map for the unseen.
Grew inside a culture where truth was drawn in lines
and asking the wrong questions felt like stepping out of time.
Memorized the creeds before I trusted my own voice
thinking faith was certainty instead of sacred choice.
But the doctrines I inherited started shaking in my hands
like the God I met in silence wasn’t bound to their demands.
Read the scholars, chased the sermons, wrestled early doubt
wondering why the Kingdom felt too small to live out.
Not rebellion, just integrity that led me
when the Spirit in my chest didn’t match what they said He’d be.
Questions like does the resurrection need to be literal
are the red letters verbatim or spiritual.
Why does love get lost when religion builds fences
and why did judgment drown out the Holy Spirit’s presence.
Every answer felt rehearsed, every sermon felt the same
but the Field called my name underneath the old frame.
Fear whispered if you lose this, will God still find you
but Love whispered back, Child, I never hid behind the rules.
Hook
I’m writin’ in my deconstruction diary
peelin’ back the layers of who I thought I had to be.
Letting go of answers that were never really mine
walking out the framework just to step into the divine.
Guided and grounded, I’m findin’ alignment finally.
Love is the lesson, it keeps rewiring me.
Verse 2
Stepped beyond the walls and found a truer sky
where Yeshua wasn’t boxed in by what I used to rely.
He became a mystic mirror, not a doctrinal demand
teaching that the Kingdom grows wherever hearts expand.
Tarot became a language, not something to fear
and Human Design mapped the patterns I ignored for years.
Astrology cracked open what religion left unspoken
and the quantum field stitched meaning through the places I felt broken.
Didn’t lose the Scriptures, just saw them through a lens
where metaphor and mystery could finally make amends.
Genesis became a poem, not a courtroom to defend
and Paul sounded like a seeker trying hard to transcend.
Grief carved wisdom in my bones, tears baptized my sight
the losses I endured became lanterns in the night.
Faith I thought was buried rose again from the dust
when Love showed the difference between fear and sacred trust.
Now the Kingdom lives in breathwork, in the slowing of my mind
in the intuition whispering what religion left behind.
I ain’t falling, I’m unfolding. I ain’t losing, I’m becoming.
What I thought was death of faith was the Spirit’s quiet humming.
Bridge
I’m aligned, I’m awake
I am that I am in this holy space.
What I feared was the end was the start of the climb
deconstruction was a doorway, not the finish line.
Outro
I’m writin’ in my deconstruction diary
peelin’ back the layers of who I thought I had to be.
Letting go of answers that were never really mine
walking out the framework just to step into the divine.
Guided and grounded, I’m findin’ alignment finally.
Love is the lesson
Love is the lesson
and it’s rewriting me.