Everybody Wants To Rule The World

Tears For Fears - Everybody Wants To Rule The World.HQ. ultimate 12 inch...

welcome to my life...

there's no turning back.

question;

how does anyone expect anyone to have 

an ounce of self respect when they have 

zero respect for anyone else?

everybody wants to rule the world,

but no one rules me but me.

nothing ever lasts forever...

just because i may have been something, once upon a time ago, doesn't mean i am that same person now. 

have i not grown? 

have i not learned? 

have i not proven myself in so many other ways?

am i a one dimensional object with nothing more than what you can barely see from your tower you sit so comfortably perched on? everything and everyone will always look bad from such 

a distorted view.

have you ever thought that someone like me,

has had other things happen in their life that are, quite possibly, out of their control, and maybe they have tried their very hardest, but sometimes, it just isn't good enough.

everyone fails sometimes.

nothing and no one is perfect.

there are things you can't even imagine that i may know so much about, and visa versa, but, i am not the one here making such drastic judgement calls.

what you think you know, divide that by 100.

subtract another 90 percent from that,

and maybe you'll be 1/100th of a smaller percentage of that

and still not even be close to what you think of me.

have you walked in my shoes?

have you experienced the good or bad i have seen?

the triumphs i have made?

the battles i've lost?

the heartaches i've seen?

the mountains i've climbed,

or the hurdles i've jumped?

i've been places you've never even imagined.

i've lived dreams that your brain cannot process.

i've been there, done that, seen, heard, met and trashed things you've never even heard of.

but do i think your a simpleton?

do i look down and sneer?

do i think you are not good enough because you have taken a different path, climbed other mountains and swam other seas?

it's not for you to tell me who i am, nor for you to judge or point fingers. your life is yours, live it, enjoy it, because it doesn't last forever. it's a one time gift. and my life, is my gift.

i've not always treated it as such, 

but i am not a stupid man by any means.

my mistakes made me who i so proudly stand up and shout i am today.

                              me.

regrets, i've had a few,

but then again, to few to mention.

so think what you like.

say what you'll say.

it really doesn't matter anyway.

 

V-you got me

WHITNEY HOUSTON-
 I GOT YOU

When your love is strong

and it comes from the heart,

aint no man strong enough,

aint no time long enough

to tear it apart.

and that's what we have...

believe it or not,

so on the final day

if i took all the hurt and pain,

we'll end up on top.

so i won't cry cause your going away

cause the chemistry we got it don't fade

i won't be wishing for better days

cause deep inside i know

our love stays the same.

you better know...

no matter where you are

you got me.

baby near or far

you got me.

our love will never fade.

you got me.

so let me hear you say,

baby i got you...

i'll be there.

i'll never lie.

Cause you are the reason

that my heart is beating

and i am alive.

before you go

look in my eyes

i can't be replaced, no

i'm not bout to waste, no,

the rest of my life.

you gotta know,

no matter where you are,

you got me.

baby near or far

you got me.

our love will never fade

i got you.

so let me hear you say

baby i got you.

I'll hold you up

when you just can't stand.

i'll make you fly

when you think that you can't.

by my side forever,

baby that's the plan.

i'll be your everything...

i'll be your everything.

Baby i got you.

No matter where you are,

you got me.

baby near or far

you got me.

our love will never fade

i got you.

so let me hear you say

baby i got you.

       V

        a mini portfolio

starring Bryan Feiss

 

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ya never know...

waiting to exhale soundtrack
Chaka Khan

When he stopped to think about it,

really think about it,

he realized that it had been more than six years since he actually "celebrated" Valentine's Day.

that's when he decided that maybe he should stop isolating himself in a closet

and look for men in other ways

(than online hook-ups)

and possibly try and find a man of substance.

who knew, maybe they are still out there,

somewhere,

like, Wyoming maybe...

but was it even possible that someone of substance

could actually get past the fact that he actually wasn't actually very substantial.

wouldn't someone who has a real job,

who has money in the bank,

who wasn't an A.D.D. train wreck

or just plain insane

actually have the balls to let themselves fall in love with HIM?

what kind of world would it be if someone who was a real life "good person"

would have anything to do with a person like him?

maybe they'd be cordial at cocktail parties,

say nice things to his face and then as soon as he left,

they would tear him a new asshole...

i mean,

good people never say anything bad to your face...

they keep it for after when they can congregate with other "good people"

and discuss the poor so-n-so who's such a mess...

well, maybe they would just be fooled by his classic good looks which,

by now had faded like an old pair of jeans.

Was there someone out there?

could it be possible?

is it even in his cards to ever be truly happy?

would the guy have a huge cock too?

Well, he thought,

maybe you can't have it all...

but then again,

ya never know...

                              HappyValentine'sDay

white noise

     All he could here was the white noise of static.

it started off as if in another room down the hall,

but was increasing to a furious pitch

that was like having a butcher knife 

slowly pushed through his temples into his brain.

he thought that if it didn't stop soon

he would surely lose his mind

at the very least, 

he would kill himself to end the agony.

the droning sound just kept on,

getting louder and louder with each nanosecond.

     And then..

suddenly,

it stopped.

Silence.

     He collapsed onto the floor

wet from sweat that had soaked right through his clothes.

when he opened his eyes,

timidly,

his heart still racing fiendishly,

he was shocked that nothing 

at all

seemed different.

nothing had changed.

the world around his was exactly as it always was.

people outside strolled the streets smiling.

birds sang,

sun shined.

he could hear kids playing outside, laughing.

     Maybe they didn't hear it?

     Maybe, he thought,

what was wrong

was 

    him.

hope.

although it killed him 

to think that he was really thinking THAT thought of all thoughts,

at the same time, it also gave him a shred of hope,

a minute scrap of a chance that just maybe

he could actually have true love again.

he had been burned too many times,

had been through the trials and tribulations that always led to war,

experienced the two most opposite feelings for one person that you could ever possibly feel,

and picked up the millions of little pieces of his dignity and self respect.

and if you had told him yesterday he would ever have the chance to have it all and go through it again,

he would have told you you were crazy.

but there it was..

hope.

Monday morning (afternoon)

and then, 
after finally crashing to the floor from exhaustion,
he, without even knowing it,
passed out and woke up 12 hours later.
dazed,
confused,
but clear.
everything seemed different.
fresh.
the air that billowed through the open window
smelled of lilacs
and the sound of the birds chirping from the windowsill
mixed in perfectly with the Amy Winehouse song he threw on,
and as he got his shit together and started feeling ready to face the world again,
he turned on the shower,
he felt himself smile.
felt the steam rise,
felt his bone rise
felt his depression subside
and felt glad that it was only Monday...
cause he had no idea what the hell happened since Thursday.

oops.

he did it again...

so the moral of the story is...

though he didn't really understand the way he got it to look the way it did,

but he didn't think he could ever completely duplicate it ever again..

sure he could substitute, mix around, and somehow do something, maybe, similar,

there was no way he would ever know the formula or direction to get him to that very point.

it was something that would kill him for the rest of his life,

for he was always asked to give a client that "look",

and he tried, he really did try...

but there would never be anything identically replicated.

fuck it, he thought out loud...

who gives a shit anyway...

so the moral of the story is...

don't follow directions,

just randomly do things differently than usual.

play.

have fun,

be stupid.

let it evolve the way it will resolve,

and you just may find yourself

better than ever before.

Wonderful Life

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Feel This Moment

Pitbull Feat. Christina Aguilera - Feel This Moment

this moment passed a long time ago...

every second of every moment
of every minute of every week
counts.
matters. it may not be the perfect thing
at the perfect time, but it's what you have
and it's up to you to make the moment count.
it's never going to be easy.
if it's really important
and meant to be 
it will happen.
it can't be pushed.
it can't be demanded.
it can't be manipulated
because then it isn't pure.
i have been conflicted with my own very moments that  seemingly, slip by.
they don't seem to amount to much,
and they don't seem to get me where i want to go...
but they are moments i treasure also,
because i am spending amazing quality time
getting back to the people i haven't been close to in years.
i spend every waking moment with my baby Buddy,
and he is the light of my life,
and i know one day, i'll look back
and know for certain he was always
the love of my life.

so for this moment,
i'm going to be relaxed,
happy,
content...
and get dressed and taking him out in the snow
that he loves so much...

because once the moment passes.\
you can never get it back.
it's gone forever,
so make it count.




precious moments spent wisely...

j/o

me in the middle of one of those moments on fire island...