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And Out Come the Wolves

my dream last night… poem & story…

alone out there…
just meat… just prey…
I feed my two wolves… one red… one grey…
the fence a lie…
just meet… just pray…
away my two wolves…
one red… one gray…

I was in a backyard—
 fenced in…
 familiar…
 from childhood…

I felt younger…
 In a place
  that remembered me…

Still—
 I climbed the fence…

On the other side—
 the woods waited…
  too close for comfort…

Then the red wolf came—

Big…
Hungry…
 All teeth and motion…

No hesitation—
 just intent…

I barely made it back over the fence—
 It stopped there…
  snarling…
  growling…
  measuring the distance…

Then it faded…
 back into the trees…

Silence pressed in…

I climbed again—
 slower this time…
 Quieter…
 Tiptoeing…

The gray wolf appeared—

Not loud…
Not rushed…
 Focused…

It ran at me—
 closing the gap…

I reached the top of the fence—
 just in time…

It stood there—
 head tilted…
 eyes steady—
  as if I was already chosen…
  as if I was meat…

Then the red one came back—

Side by side now—
 watching…
 Thinking…

They didn’t jump…

They searched…

They found a hole—

The fence was a lie—

They were already in—

Now they were with me—
Nothing between us…

That’s when I woke myself up—

Enough…
 for tonight…

…….⟂→||→🌲…….<3?→x…….2W→(R)(G)…….|=|→≠…….→🤝→🙏…….↩︎2W…….R→G’…….🚶‍♂️🌙→🌲…….🥩→🎯…….🐺🐺→🔴⚪…….🚧→🪞❌…….🤝→🙏…….🐺🐺↩︎…….🔴→⚪’

Listened to the album… And Out Come The Wolves… by Rancid… while writing..

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Let Love

my dream from last night…

I was asleep…
I opened my eyes…

Where the heck am I

I was in the back seat of a car…
some goofy-looking dude beside me…
a guy driving…
a girl riding shotgun…

The car was a real crappy-looking Honda Accord—
mid-90s—beat up bad—

And wherever we were matched it—
just as crappy—
I think it was Ohio…

I didn’t know any of these people…

No one spoke…
they stared straight ahead…

Then—
all at once—
they turned—
looked at me—

Every one of them—
bright green eyes…

The driver floored it—

We were flying—
everything outside the windows
tearing past—
at the speed of sound—

Then—
we slowed—
came to a stop—

We all got out…

In front of us—
a great lake—
still—gray—endless—

A long wooden dock—
stretching out—
into the water—

At the very end of it—
a beautiful girl—

Behind her—
far in the distance—
an ivory tower—
unlike anything I’d ever seen—

No end—
just rising—
higher and higher—
until it disappeared—
into the clouds—

I walked toward her—

Her back to me—
hair moving—
slightly—
in the breeze—

As I got closer—
my heart started shaking—
like the nervous end—
of a rattlesnake—

She turned—

Faced me—

Looked into me—

She said—These words—

“Let love…”

Then—
she stepped off—
the edge of the dock—
sank—
into the gray water—

……….→|~ ~|→↓≈≈≈’
…….→|≈≈|→↓~~~’
…….→| |→↓~’
…….↑| |→↓≈≈’

…

Love demands immersion—
even if it drowns— `’.,°~

© 2026 Bryan H. All Rights Reserved.

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Hidden Gems From The B-Side.. Faith Side (Week 8)

Big Daddy Weave 🎶 Overwhelmed 🎶 My Story…

Hey yall… happy Sunday… I have two more for you from Big Daddy Weave…


My Story… released 2o15… from the album Beautiful Offerings….


Overwhelmed… released 2o12… from the album Love Come to Life…


I found this out about them and thought it was so cool…


Pre-show ritual
Before every concert.. the band has a quiet devotional time together.. then they literally walk through the venue and touch every seat.. praying for the specific person who will sit there that night
After shows.. instead of disappearing backstage.. they routinely stay for an hour or more to pray individually with people.. making them some of the last to leave the building


Press play and enjoy… 😎 `.°~

I see the work of Your hands…
Galaxies spin… in a Heavenly dance… oh God… All that You are… is so overwhelming…

If I told you my story… you would hear Love… that never gave up…

© 2026 Bryan H. All Rights Reserved.

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Across the Night Mile

my word journey…

When I was a kid…
in school…
I so enjoyed reading… and literature…
it felt like doorways…

I loved to write stuff back then…
my teachers would encourage me…
give me a little praise here and there…

I always felt a strange connection to writing—
it tugged at me throughout my early years…

But after high school…
I mostly abandoned it…
I just folded it up neatly…
put it away…

Except for trying to write a few songs once in awhile…
but it was like I had the worst word block…
for most of my life…

I could feel the words…
I just couldn’t effin find them…

I guess it wasn’t time yet…
I was still living it all…

So I laid my pen down…
grabbed a pick…
grabbed my guitar…

I let it fly…

I stopped trying to write my own songs so much—
focused on learning all the songs on the radio…

I bought album after album…
I learned them…

Music became me…

Great lyrics from the heart and soul of others…
helped me see in the night…

The words that were in me—
that I couldn’t find—
I found elsewhere…
and put them in me…

An endless amount…
filling all the holes…
inside… 😎

With my pen in my pocket…
a guitar in my hand…
I stood tall…

Step after step…
strum after strum…

I walked it out…
through the fire…
through the rain…
through the pain…

I walked it out…
across the night mile…

Alone…
but never alone…

I walked it out…

Now…
I just look back…
and give it all—
the final finger… 😁

I think the pen is about ready for action…
again…

A few months ago…
I had a dream…

Words were on their way to me—
riding the night…

I dreamt of a poem…

I was so moved when I woke…
I just laid in bed thinking…

Then—for about twenty minutes—
I wrote…
bringing to life the dream…

For a week after that…
the words kept up…

Coming from somewhere inside…
pouring out…
filling pages…
Feeling right…

like I found a buried key…
to a blue treasure room…

This happened all of a sudden…
in one night…

And it hasn’t stopped since…

I’m just trying to keep up…

I don’t know why it came when it did—
but I’m thankful it did…

The great dam…
has finally broke…

I started feeling something inside…
a hummingbird…

Telling me I should start a blog…
so I did…

So here I am…

So what do I do now?
haha…

I think I’ll just be me…

I started feeling I should write about my life—
so I did…
so I have…
so I probably will more…

I never dreamed how much it would help me…
by telling my story…

Like draining a fevered swamp…

So when I write now…
I pray some…

I pick out my music…
usually a full album…

I get in the zone…
it’s game time baby…

Then I remember…
then I go back…
to how it was…
to how it felt…
to the emotions of it all…

Then I embrace that intensity…

I let my words rise from inside…
like heat from the asphalt…

Then I let go of it…

I give it all away—

for good… 😎 `’.,°~

She once believed… in every story he had to tell…

Once divided… nothing left to subtract… some words when spoken… can’t be taken back…

And He who forgets… will be destined to remember…

© 2026 Bryan H. All Rights Reserved.

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My Edumacation…

What colleges have you attended?

Life Christian University (LCU) —
minored at Hard Way Community College 😎`’.,°~

LCU is a real college… yes.. I actually attended 😄 studied theology…

…….⛓️⚫️😮‍💨💧🚬🚗🙏 🛣️’…….==o–||–o==→……🤕💔🍾😞🚙🙏🌙’……./\/\_💔_/\/\→’ ‘…….↯😵→😔→🙏→↗️’…….↯→…→/→^’…….🎓✝️→⛓️⚫️→😮‍💨→📚🔥’…….[ ]→==o–||–o==→’ 🤌🤌🤌💯

Well it’s been ten years… and a thousand tears… and look at the mess I’m in…

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Midnight…

My New Year’s Eve Story…

On the last night of the year…
hope felt easy…
it hummed in my chest…
like a song I thought I finally knew by heart…

I was already living…
in the glow of tomorrow…

Then—
in a breath
the air shifted…

with hard words…
a sudden silence inside…

that old familiar pit
opened in my stomach…
eating up the light
I had just begun to trust…

I laid there in the dark…
for awhile…
just numb…

trying not to embrace it…
yet longing to be embraced…

exhausted…
overwhelmed…

I drifted off…
on cold sheets of glass…

praying not to dream…
just to sleep…
just to forget…
if only for a little while…

At midnight—
I woke…

to colored bombs
bursting in air…

then… despair…

wonderful colors…
of months passed…
seemed no more…

cosmic lonely hit…
it wasn’t a dream…

I just laid there…
thinking…

with my 100-pound heart…

with silent flow…
I wet my pillow…

a quiet deep fountain…
rushing in the night…

eyes I haven’t known…
in awhile…

Eventually—
I fell back asleep…

only to wake again…
at 1:43…

and 3:33…

just to repeat
the things written above…

When I woke the last time—
through the blinds…
lines of sunshine…

warmed me…

like kisses…
all over my face…

Thank You God…

I know it will be ok…

I know it’s going to be a good year 😎`’.,°~

…….⛈️→💃🌧️→🙂<3→😞📅→😊📅→🚫😨→👀→☀️→🌈’…….~⛈~→\o/→<3→↓°→↑°→?→!→|→^°→~^~’

Psalm 102:6–7 ✨️🦉🏜🐦🏠

“I am like a desert owl of the wilderness…
like an owl of the waste places…
I lie awake…
I have become like a lonely bird on a housetop…”

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Hidden Gems From The B-Side.. Life Side (Week 8)

Tonic 🎶 Open Up Your Eyes 🎶 Mr. Golden Deal…

Hey yall… I got two more songs from Tonic for you…

Open Up Your Eyes — from their 1996 debut album Lemon Parade —
It’s a great one… I like the video too… how they start dancing on the skates at the end… lol

Mr. Golden Deal… also from Lemon Parade (1996)… I love this one… it’s like poetry…

easy to skip past…
worth stopping for…

Hidden gems… I think..
I hope yall enjoy them…

…….💎🎶~→💿🎶’…….<¤>~→||→=||~’

Wishing everyone a Happy New Year in 2o26… here’s to turning pages — not running from them…

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Fireworks and Faith…

God on the Shoulder of the Highway…

It was New Year’s Eve… 1997 into ’98…
I had survived…
The year — I mean… I wasn’t sure I would…

The heart I have today…
was still shaping back then…
burning… crushing…
maybe it was the fireworks outside —
or maybe just my own…

There was a party that night…
at my friends’ house — Sam and Becky…

their place was always full of people…
I spent so many weekends there that year…
it was like my second home…

crazy nights… good nights…
we were all so close…

often I’d bring my guitar…
and we’d sit around until morning…
singing songs… drinking…
and sometimes… yeah… drugs…

I was on an intense champagne high…
I’d had way too much…
I normally didn’t get like that…
I could usually hold my own…
but not that night…

my plan was to crash there…
just pass out on a couch like always…

but around 3 am…
I had some words with a friend of mine…
she pissed me off…

so….. stubborn and spinning…
I grabbed my keys…
made my way to my car…
and decided to attempt the 45-minute drive
back to my apartment…

I honestly don’t remember much
about the first half of the drive…

I somehow managed to make it
onto Interstate 75 North…
and then everything just
kind of went black…

I remember hearing…
and feeling…
this repetitive vibrating —
a low rumbling sound…

I thought I was dreaming…
the sound just kept going…

finally… I opened my eyes…

the strangest moment…
still hard to describe properly with words…

I had passed out while driving…
slipped over
into the passenger seat
of my Camaro…

and my car
was still doing about 60 mph…
riding the shoulder of Interstate 75…
inches from the guardrail…

the sound I was hearing —
the rumble strip…
screaming at me that I was in danger…

I sat up immediately…
grabbed the wheel…
pulled myself back into the travel lanes…
just in the nick of time…

there was an abandoned vehicle
directly in front of me…
I missed it by only a few feet…

I was completely sober now…

I kept driving home…

I just couldn’t believe it…
I could have killed someone…
and almost killed myself…

then…
I had this powerful spiritual moment…

I felt a Presence…
a Holy Voice inside…

I don’t know how long I was asleep…
but I know…

someone had the steering wheel…

I was sure of it…

I talked with Him
the rest of the way home…

and somewhere
on that dark stretch of road…

I made my resolutions
for 1998…

`’.,°~

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Shakespeare & Me & Boyz II Men (Week 9)

Romeo and Juliet — Act II, Scene ii…

Willy `•.

“The more I give to thee,
The more I have,
for both are infinite…”

…

Boyz II Men –¡¡¡¡–

“Sunny days,
everybody loves them…
tell me…
Can you stand the rain?”

…

Me `’.,°~

“You are forever…
molten silver…
weathered in my heart…”

…

…….?→<3→////→⛈?’

…

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