Quickthorn brought to bare the 182.2’s word #17. “Changing my days won’t change what I’ve done, changing me makes for better ones.”

“I was going down—and You stepped in and said, ‘Not anymore.’”

But every word You plant in me
Becomes a living, growing seed.

Quickthorn’s newest track brings to the front 182.2’s word #14. “God’s blessing is not a moment—it’s a life that keeps giving.”

Quickthorn has brought to the front the 182.2’s word #13. “Maybe my life isn’t random… maybe it’s already known.”

Quickthorn casted the seed for another song from the 182.2. This one is from word #1. “What I can do defines my space, but You unveil a wider place.”

Only reggae can plum the depths of philosophy, science, and religion with such a smooth vibe. Listen in as Quickthorn brings the 182.2 word #2 to the brink.

A universe full of life still needs its Creator.

Quickthorn and the 182.2 continues. “Divine breath meets dying embers—augmentation begins.”

I don’t know where this is going, but here we are.