Best Compliment I Ever Received

What was the best compliment you’ve received?

I’ve had some kind words over the years… but one stands above the rest…

It came through a window…

Back in the late 90s… I was living in a little downstairs apartment outside Atlanta… just me… a guitar… and a lot going on in life…

Most nights I’d sit by that open window and play… sing… pour it all out…

What I didn’t know…

Was that someone was listening…

There was a girl in the neighborhood… and for about a month… she would come by at night… lean up against the outside of my building… just out of sight…

And listen…

She told me later… she’d wait, hoping I’d be there… that my songs helped her get through things she was dealing with…

That she would just stand there… breathing it in… and for a little while…

She could forget her life…

One night… she finally said hello…

And I’ll never forget all the things she said to me…

That my music gave her peace… even if just for a moment…

I’ve never had a better compliment than that…

Not applause… not praise…

Just knowing that something coming out of my heart… reached someone else’s…

And helped them breathe a little easier…

That’s everything to me…

If you want to read the full story, it’s here…

https://loia.blog/2025/12/21/the-window-song/ 👈

Proverbs 25:11 (KJV)
“A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.”

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When Life Gets Thick…

You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?

When life gets thick…
grab a pogostick…

If your road feels stifled—

try a unicycle…

🤷‍♂️

(Λſʞ) ㄣ–ᄅ:Ɩ sǝɯɐſ

˙ƃuᴉɥʇou ƃuᴉʇuɐʍ ‘ǝɹᴉʇuǝ puɐ ʇɔǝɟɹǝd ǝq ʎɐɯ noʎ ʇɐɥʇ ‘ʞɹoʍ ʇɔǝɟɹǝd ɹǝɥ ǝʌɐɥ ǝɔuǝᴉʇɐd ʇǝ˥ ʇnq 
˙ǝɔuǝᴉʇɐd ɥʇǝʞɹoʍ ɥʇᴉɐɟ ɹnoʎ ɟo ƃuᴉʎɹʇ ǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ ‘sᴉɥʇ ƃuᴉʍouʞ 
˙suoᴉʇɐʇdɯǝʇ sɹǝʌᴉp oʇuᴉ llɐɟ ǝʎ uǝɥʍ ʎoɾ llɐ ʇᴉ ʇunoɔ ‘uǝɹɥʇǝɹq ʎW

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Shakespeare & Me & Damn Yankees (Week 12)

Sonnet 29…

Damn Yankees .¡.’-’,

“Can you take me high enough…
—to fly me over…
—fly me over yesterday…”

Willy `•.

“Haply I think on thee’ and then my state—
like to the lark at break of day arising
from sullen earth…
—sings hymns at heaven’s gate…”

…                                                                     🛩

Me `’.,°~                              🪂

Heaven… hear me…         🪂
—lift me…
—not away from it…         🪂
—but above its weight…           🪂
—so love can fly…                                 🪂

HIGH ENOUGH…

\_______\_____

o___o___o___o___o\
/ \
==| ✈ ✈ ✈ ✈ ✈ |==
___o___o___o___o___o___/
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© 2026 Bryan H…
All rights reserved…

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Shakespeare & Me & Roy (Week 4)

“Romeo And Juliet & Love Hurts”

(Willy)
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs…”

(Me)
“For the world… One sighed greatly…
and still He sighs —
the smoke of which is eternal…”

(Roy) aka “The Big O”
“If love is a smoke…
then I’ve breathed enough of it
to know it burns…”

…….📜→👤→😎🎸→💔’…….|X|→=/\=→♪→<3↓’…`-.°• -¡》♡…¿}~~••~~>

Small Poem… Steel-Toed Love… inspired by Thousand Foot Krutch album…

The End Is Where We Begin…

Steel-Toed Love

Kicked in my face.

Kicked into place.

Kicked by Grace.

.......—/—'

“Sacred minimalist?? Me?
You think I’m easy?
No.. no…
I require dinner.. a movie..
and maybe… maybe…
a kiss….…a Judas kiss even…”

…….<~:†:~>¦¤¤¤¦~↘🐍’

…….~=/\|X|/\=~’…….~⛔🛑|💢|🛑⛔~’

by loia 🏳

Thousand Foot Krutch – The End Is Where We Begin – Full Album 🎶 (this album is incredible) https://youtu.be/s6Ue0QG8dxw?si=cNnkw4YCa-1F5CqB

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