so looking to the sky ¡ will sing and from my heart to YOU ¡ bring…
Antony and Cleopatra
…
Willy `•.
“There is a world elsewhere.”
…
Bob ..^..
“Seen a shootin’ star tonight—
thought of you
You’re tryin’ to break into another world
The world I never knew”
…
Me `’.,°~
Spinnin’—
the world… I knew it—
just late to it
…
Jeremiah 8:20
“The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.”
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Describe something you learned in high school.
There are a lot of people I know
who say high school was a waste of time…
—and I get it.
For some…
especially artists and musicians…
it never felt like a place
that knew what to do
with a fire inside—
more about obedience…
than imagination…
But for me—
it was different.
Those four years gave me something real…
I had free chorus… music classes…
adding even more
to the years I already lived in—
that’s where it happened—
I discovered my love
for writing…
for literature.
English—
that was probably my favorite…
History came close—
science right behind it…
Math…?
I could do it… sure—
but I never felt it.
I understood it—
just never connected to it.
Sports gave me another kind of education—
one built on sweat…
pressure…
timing…
and skill you had to prove…
The social side though…
I could’ve done without that.
It was the usual divide…
the cool kids…
then everyone else…
—and me…
somewhere in between…
too aware to play along—
But the teachers—
they mattered.
I had real connections there…
My building construction teacher…
he was one of the guys…
Sometimes we’d sneak behind the shed—
smoke a cigarette…
talk about life…
Other days—
we’d all jump him…
wrestle him to the ground…
leave him covered in dirt…
shirt torn up…
He’d walk into the teacher’s lounge
looking like he survived a tornado…
trying to explain what happened…
Man… we loved that guy.
But my English teacher—
she changed everything.
She introduced me to Julius Caesar…
my first taste of Shakespeare…
Lighting a path to more great literature…
And then there was music class—
where I learned something
I still tote today…
The power… of the rest.
Silence—
In music…
what isn’t played…
can speak louder
than what is.
Same with writing… 😎
So yeah…
I gained a lot from that place.
Funny thing—
earlier today…
before I even saw this prompt…
I was listening to the John Mayer Trio…
reading interviews with John…
—and in one of them he said…
“I knew school never did anything for me…
it never made sense…
I knew at 13 what I wanted—
to be a musician.”
And yeah…
I get that too.
But thinking about it…
…
school did do something for him.
…
it showed him
what he refused to let go of.
…
…
And that’s the lesson— 😎
…
…
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines.But something’s better
On the other side.© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson. All rights reserved.
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When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I don’t want to grow up… I’m a Toys R Us kid… they got the best… for so much less… you’ll really flip your lid… from bikes to trains to video games… it’s the greatest toy store there is… gee wiz… I don’t want to grow up… cuz baby… if did? I wouldn’t be a Toys R Us kid… 🤷♂️
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First Song I Ever Learned on Guitar…
I’m laying here in bed… in the dark… listening to my YouTube music app.
Something I do most every night.
I’ll usually pick a song to start it off… then just let it go wherever it wants to go.
Lately though… one song keeps showing up.
Random… but not really random.
So much that it’s got me thinking…
It’s the very first song I ever learned on guitar —
“Coming Home” by Cinderella, off the album Long Cold Winter.
I learned it in November of 1988.
I was 14.
I had no idea who Cinderella even was at the time…
but that season turned out to be the longest… coldest winter of my life.
Back then, I’d go to my uncle and ask for CDs or cassettes.
Every time… he’d give me this deep stare… then walk over to his collection.
You could tell he was thinking.
Choosing carefully.
He knew what I was going through.
He knew I wasn’t just listening.
He knew I was building something…
a foundation… for who I’d become… as a musician… as a person.
He’s no longer here now…
but looking back… he knew exactly what he was doing with me 😁
…
Every song on that album is 🔥.
And it’s kind of crazy…
that an album with that name would land in my hands
right before my own long cold winter really set in.
To this day… it’s locked into my personal all-time albums list.
Forever.
Back then, there was no internet.
No Google. No YouTube tutorials.
No quick tabs you could pull up
No smartphone.
I didn’t even have sheet music.
All I had was a chord book.
So I learned every chord in it…
then started figuring out scales and patterns on my own.
Trial and error.
A lot of wrong notes…
but I remembered them…
learned to avoid them.
That’s how I learned songs —
by listening…
by playing along…
by feeling it out.
Everything was different back then.
But here’s the sweet part…
Lately, when I pick up my guitar…
I feel like that 14 year old kid again.
And that’s something I lost for a while.
I’m happy it’s back.
I’m happy I’m back.
Not losing these calloused fingers ever again 😎…
I took a ride in a world… I’ll be spinnin for the rest of my life… ♩ ♭ ♮ ♯
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Troilus and Cressida
…
Willy `•.
“Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back…
Wherein he puts alms for oblivion…”
…
Hootie ♭ ♮ ♯
“Time… why you punish me?”
…
Me `’.,°~
Tears run deep…
in dueling smile lines…
…
James 4:14 – “For what is your life?
It is even a vapor… that appeareth for a little time… and then vanisheth away.”
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Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
Day one…
Birth…
The womb…
Evicted.
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Where can you reduce clutter in your life?
I’m working on rising above everything
that comes against me…
—
it doesn’t have to crush me…
—
I can crush it…
— 😎`’
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2 Corinthians 4:8–9 🔥
We are hard pressed on every side… but not crushed… perplexed… but not in despair… persecuted… but not abandoned… struck down… but not destroyed…bryanforchrist …..t
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