Unfortunately not finding a place limited his ways of exercising his inner ability, which is ultimate love for music. All the way from KZN to Duncity, from Duncity to Pretoria, from Pretoria to Johannesburg where he finally decided to reside. His love grows on a daily basis. Each day being a new beginning, he wakes up each morning to start writing. Poetic is his imagination. Words causing hallucinations as he asks them to take a journey with him...

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Deeper and deeper he asks them to enter a certain mental realm. Guided by God, his will was to build a kingdom. Where he could be King. Where his word would shape mentalities while they taste true freedom. He seeks the perfect recipe for his production. The type of music he made was... Something. Young man in search of elements that would make him live his dream. His dream being beyond selfless. Born with limitless benevolence.

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He said,"This Reality Isn't Zenith". His purpose was to serve the people so he changed his name from Alson to T.R.I.Z although at a later stage it was converted to... al_TRIZ. Joining both his names, he later found significance in combining his name with his birth.

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Born on march the 3rd. He thought to himself, "al_TRIZ the 3rd". Although the '3' suffered in silence every time they would say his name. He corrected those who would mention it by saying,"no dawg, the 3 is silent" don't forget that when you say my name. 

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al_TRIZ'3... He became

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Now all he seeks, is inflicting truth and wisdom...

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To the game called. Music

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Lets Play