Shakespeare & Me & Aerosmith (Week 26)

Twelfth Night

Willy `•.

“If this were played upon a stage now,
I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.”

Aerosmith ▪︎`.

“And now that I’m alone
all I have is emptiness
that comes from being free
What could have been love
will never be”

Me `’.,°~

Guys…
I know that emptiness…
its echo…
don’t build a house here…
the story ain’t done…

Joel 2:25
“And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten”

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Shakespeare & Me & Radiohead (Week 26)

from The Merchant of Venice

Willy `•.

“O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!”

Radiohead ¡!¡

“She looks like the real thing…
She tastes like the real thing…
My fake plastic love”

Me `’.,°~

…empty is fake—
lightweight…
I lived it—
paid… to wait.

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suᴉʍ sʎɐʍlɐ ʎʇᴉʌɐɹɓ ʇn𐐒

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Shakespeare & Me & The Allman Brothers (Week 25)

Henry V 🎭

Willy `•.

“Every subject’s duty is the king’s
but every subject’s soul is his own.”

The Allman Brothers ♭:-

“You got to let your soul shine—
shine till the break of day.”

Me `’.,°~

No crown I need…
nor strong drink…
lovelight within—
my soul won’t sink.

The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord… — Proverbs 20:27  t…

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Too Aware to Play Along

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.

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✦ Shakespeare & Me & Zach Bryan (Week 23)

The Winter’s Tale

Willy `•.

“There is a fire in mine ears.”

Zach Bryan :::

“So let me go down the line…
Let me feel it all…
Joy, Pain, and Sky.”

Me `’.,°~

Mine.
Hers.
PyroHearts.

Jeremiah 20:9 (NIV)
“But if I say, ‘I will not mention His Word
or speak anymore in His name,’
His Word is in my heart like a fire,
a fire shut up in my bones

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Shakespeare & Me & Sixx:A.M. (Week 22)

As You Like It

Willy `•.

“Sweet are the uses of adversity.”

Sixx:A.M. ♬…

“There’s nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home…”

Me `’.,°~

Pain—
is the map.

“It is good for me that I have been afflicted…
that I might learn thy statutes.”
— Psalm 119:71

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Shakespeare & Me & Hootie (Week 20)

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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Shakespeare & Me & Aretha (Week 19)

Sonnet 29

Willy `•.

“For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”

Aretha ¡¡♪

“The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup
I say a little prayer for you.”

Me `’.,°~

Morning comes—

mute with love—

my heart
keens—

you.

Song of Solomon 6:3 (KJV)

“I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine.”

© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson

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Shakespeare & Me & System of a Down (Week 17)

— Hamlet

Willy 🎭

“What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason…
and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?”

SOAD⚡

When you lose small mind, you free your life.

Me 🖤

unthink →
look up ↑ →
float .

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Shakespeare & Me & Gin Blossoms (Week 16)

Sonnet 30

Willy `•.

“When to the sessions of sweet silent thought…
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought…”

Gin Blossoms >¡<

“My fear pretend… that I’ll never be in love again… It’s real to me.. but not like these fools… and not like this scene”

Me ’.,°~

i don’t break loud—
quiet knees down—
soundproof tears—
’til i meet ground.

until i fall away

Job 16:20 (KJV)

“My friends scorn me…
but mine eye poureth out tears unto God…”

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