December 21, 2012.
While most were waiting for the world to end, I was uploading one.
Artificial Intelligence, the third and final installment of a four-year sonic timeline, dropped that day - not as a cry of panic, but as a calculated transmission in the midst of chaos. For some, December 21st marked the "end of time." For me, it marked the end of an era, the closing of a creative, spiritual, and intellectual cycle that began with The Anti-Virus in 2008 and Reboot! in 2009.
This was different. This wasn't just music anymore. This was a decoded message for the Remnant, those still tuned in through the static of religion, conspiracy, science, and spiritual fatigue.
Study Before The Sound
A full year before the release, I locked into independent study - no school, no degree program, just me, headphones, notebooks, late nights, and a wild rabbit hole of research. I deep-dived the zeitgeist of QAnon (before the algorithmic flood), explored apocryphal texts, ancient astronaut theories, esoteric Christianity, and anything else that echoed through time and prophecy.
I wasn't looking for clout. I was looking for truth. And what I found shook me.
I started seeing the world differently. Seeing the heavens differently. Filtering everything through a new lens, one not shaped by traditional theology but tested by fire and fact. Fringe science, ancient myth, media manipulation - it all started to sync. And somewhere in the middle of it, I realized: we were already living in Babylon 2.0.
Why "Artificial Intelligence"?
I named the project Artificial Intelligence because that’s exactly what I saw happening to us: a society smart enough to build machines, yet foolish enough to be programmed by them.
As I said on Reboot!, we had already surrendered our agency. Surveilled by our devices. Entertained into apathy. Addicted to validation. Programmed by predictive algorithms that know us better than we know ourselves.
It was the age of "smart everything". But somehow, we were growing spiritually dumb.
I drew parallels between the fallen angels of Genesis 6 and modern man’s obsession with artificial power. Like them, we’d abandoned our first estate, chasing legacy and not purpose. Like Nebuchadnezzar, we were building towers in our own name. Like Babel, we were obsessed with platforms that spoke every language but Truth.
The Cover: A Prophecy In Pixels
The artwork was its own cipher: an unfinished ziggurat, rising through storm clouds. UAPs - flying discs - descending from the heavens. Above it all, a reimagined eye-of-providence, replaced with the letters “AI.”
A double entendre, yes, it pointed conspiracy theorists to artificial general intelligence as the next evolution of control. But it also served as a reminder that Artificial Intelligence without divine wisdom is nothing but rebellion wrapped in code.
I posed questions few institutional churches dared to ask. Was Christ’s crucifixion truly the center of Time? Is the Earth a cog in some sort of interplanetary cosmic clock? It wasn’t just about answers. It was about awakening.
This was more than a rap record. It was an encoded message to the misfits, the fringe prophets, the underground believers trapped inside of a dated institution. The project was laced with critique, but not without Hope.
Because the core message never changed: we still have work to do.
The tower on the cover wasn’t finished, not because we failed, but because it was built in the names of men. Artificial Intelligence was the final warning shot: stop chasing platforms. Start building the Kingdom.
The Soundtrack of Deconstruction
The music itself reflected the density of the ideas. It was cinematic, layered, often dissonant, like navigating static on a broken radio just to hear a clear voice whisper “wake up.” There were moments of clarity, chaos, confrontation, and comfort. Production leaned heavily into atmospheric tones, glitchy percussion, and eerie synths - soundtracking my own spiritual deconstruction in real time.
The DNA of Nureau was still present, but this release was different. This was the close of a trilogy. The shedding of old skin. The dawning of something I wouldn’t fully understand until years later.
December 21, 2012 wasn’t the end of the world. It was the end of that world. And Artificial Intelligence was my final upload to the Nureau Underground before silence gave way to transformation. This wasn’t just a finale though. It was a seed. And like all seeds, it had to be buried before it could bloom.
2.0
Artificial Intelligence (2012)
Tracklisting
- Time On Our Hands Feat. Omega Mythologist
- Conspiracy Theory
- Babel On Feat. Law The Hybrid
- The Drinking Gourd
- Toy Soldiers
- West Revival Feat. Omega Mythologist
- The 5th Wall