I know how you feel man when it comes to being heard; it's hard to accomplish! You say it- and "I will write it!"

I know how you feel, man when it comes to being heard; it's hard to accomplish! "Thanks, Ray"... You have always been there for me through the thick 'n thin, "You're a no matter what 'type of guy.' "Go on, tell me Craig!" "What are you trying to say exactly?" "By that, 'look across your face' while holding that megaphone; it seems like you've got a lot to say." Come on, over here, 'you have my full attention.' What is it, Ray wondered now that [Somebody] centered Graig right in front of him. Is it just you and me, buddy, what's wrong with your voice all of a sudden? Can't you muster up your voice? Its okay, Craig. You're not the only one who freezes when the lights are on. Mm, I guess now this is an interview. And just like that, Graig let out a loud sigh turned towards me, winked, and whispered I don't like interviews; they are in a way to personal for my taste. What? Ray reacted with a strange look on his face. Then out of nowhere as if from a strange distant place. Maybe it was his gut feeling, and I don't know for sure. But Craig said in a loud voice. Ray! Tell me this! With that megaphone right in front of his mouth. The sound waves nearly blew me right off my chair. I'm somewhat glad now I chose the rocker chair that was centered in the room already. What? Ray exclaimed at the top of his voice. I'm sitting right here. Can you get any louder with that megaphone? Why is it, then. Craig wondered that every time he tried to say something about something. I mean, every single time he tried to say something about something, nobody listens to me or even looks in my direction? Oh boy! If only he could read my mind, he would take that question back. But deep inside me, I knew my conscience was telling me to get back on track and give comfort to my friend in his time of need. So Ray went for it! As I told you before, buddy. When it comes to being heard; It's hard to accomplish. Who has the time these days anyway, Craig? People are more into themselves these days, man. Besides, we're living during a worldwide pandemic right now. That is stressful enough as it is. Ask yourself, Craig. Craig, what is so important anyway that you're expecting something different from the people out there? I've been here with you ten minutes, buddy, and nearly fell asleep twice already. Are you serious, man, am I that bad at it? He can't read my mind, but right at the top of it, It just kept on saying Yep!Yep! Yep! just like that double question he just asked. Ray, Ray, Ray, my conscience reminded me. No! Not at all, my friend. It seems like I was throwing up my hands like Tony the Tiger saying, "you're great!" But how do you think they will feel the people out there, I mean? You know, Ray, the people out there, the people- I know how you feel, man, when it comes to being heard; It's hard to accomplish! Go on, say it! Don't worry, I'll write it. Hey man, I'm with you on this. I will write it. Craig, please allow me- wait for a second, Ray!- Craig tried to cut in the people- but Ray kept talking over him. To ask, what makes you feel that way not being heard anyway, Craig!? Those folks out there are dirty rich, and they don't have time for much themselves, much less you and I. You must have accolades, man. I mean, come on now, "you know that it is true!" Maybe if you had a gig, things might be different. I thought you already knew something the way you came out here with that big mega, whatever that is in your hand. "Everybody has a gig, Craig, what's yours?" Are you good at any sports? Not on the bucket list either, huh? Um, Is this an Interview Craig whispered. Ray threw his hands up and said, Craig! In a firm voice. You got a megaphone in your hands for Pete's sake. I'd rather you blow me out the rocker than say that that way. Just put that thang down, put it down, please, if you're not going to do anything with it. Yeah! You should be looking bewildered just like you're looking now. Okay then, I guess this is an interview, Ray said in a kind of like sarcastic tone. No, I wasn't going to ask, but where is it you're living? I guess I will ask but even though I already know, let's make it for the record. Are you really from Wildwood, Florida, Craig? Nah, What? I'm straight out of Dakota, Georgia man. What's over there? What do you mean, Ray? You know, city life? Oh, you mean town stuff? "I'm writing this down, you know I can repeat it back to you if you'd like." That's not what I asked Ray smirked, still feeling a little annoyed. Craig looked as to what to say next, feeling confused over the smirk on Ray's face and then said, you don't have to do that, my man Ray and then mumbled under his breath. That's why I'm not too fond of Interviews. Okay, buddy! Let us take a break and pick this back up some time tomorrow. In the meantime, keep your spirits up. I know how you feel, man when it comes to being heard; it's hard to accomplish! You can say it later, and I'll write it. Thanks, Ray. I'll see you tomorrow.

Don't You Remember?

  Dear fans. Why are You always screaming? I hear from you! That's the point; we know you listen to us, we know you can feel our energy, we know you can feel our support, we know you can feel our love. We know you do, and we have always known you know. Why are we screaming? Don't you remember when it all started in the beginning? When were we all in the room as one? Don't you remember the times we didn't have to scream? Don't you remember the times we could look you right in your eyes and speak to you face to face? Don't you remember the times when we could hug you? Don't you remember the times we encouraged you and let you know face to face we are with you every step of the way? Don't you remember? Please tell me! Don't you remember? Nevertheless, that's why I'm screaming! Somewhere along the way, I started to cry so you could remember I'm still with you every step of the way as I have always been even though your actions have moved so far away. Don't you remember? I'm just your close friend that became your fan.

"I'm glad you hated it to love yourself!"

I'm a newlywed. And I'm truly in love with my new wife, Holly. One day earlier in the morning, around 10 A.M., my wife Holly paid a visit to my man cave after she came across a couple of songs that startled her. I was surprised, she never comes to the man cave, but the time it was different. I could feel the uneasiness as she slowly walked toward me with a concerned look on her face. I immediately sat up with attention as if to say to myself, and I wonder if it's about the song I've just listened to over the radio. Hmm, as I paused, she said in a soft voice. Justice, I was upstairs on the loft, enjoying a cup of hot chocolate, and I came across a few songs that concerned me. I know, Justice said as he took Holly's hands inside his. I just listened to them too. What are we going to do? Holly asked as her eyes filled with tears. It's going to be ok Justice reassured his newly married wife. It's going to be ok. Holly looked , deep into Justice's eyes as the tears flowed from hers. Holly said I put myself in her shoes, but- Justice tried to cut in, but Holly quickly stopped him. I put myself in her shoes, and the pain and emotions caused by someone I'm in love with don't sit well with me. The songs are true and genuine. I know how you once felt. But please do this for me and us, please do this for me and us Holly repeated. Please, apologize to her, and let's move on. I love you, Justice. I love you! I know you do, and I agree, Justice whispered in a soft voice, I love you to Holly as they hugged and their lips pressed against each other for what seemed like an eternity, and then Justice said to Holly, these words are first to you my love and then to her. Justice turned slowly away as Holly expressed concern for her husband, wondering how he would handle this delicate situation. Out of nowhere, he exclaimed! In response-

Please excuse our intrusion; we heard the words you are singing. And as we analyzed the situation, this is the response we have for you. I understand the pain I caused you. Although I made a decision and I'm sticking with it, and I'm sticking with it. I'm sorry for my childish behavior, I vowed to Holly never again will I repeat it. I know how pain can cause the heart to melt. And it could take a lifetime for the heart to mend it. I'm glad you had the strength to hate it and to finally have the strength to love yourself, to love yourself-you deserve it! We're glad for you, and I hate the pain I caused you, I said, I hate the pain I caused you. Although our lives have changed and we're moving in different directions. Now I see and understand the pain I caused you. I would never want to burn you. Although I made my decision, and I'm sticking with it. I'm sorry for the pain I caused you. I'm sorry for the pain I caused you, I'm sorry for the pain I caused you, I said, I'm sorry for the deep pains I caused you.

Holly, thank you for supporting through this situation, Justice softly whispered. You heard her; the chapter is closed, Holly said slowly. She's over it, finally done with it! And we're done. Let's move on. Justice said as he held on to Holly closely.

This is different Holly said in a surprised voice. I know Justice whispered. Are you pleased, Justice asked? I am Holly whispered back as they looked deep into each others eyes. I love you Justice and thank you so much for handling this situation softly. This means a lot to me. I know it does. Here Holly these flowers are for you. Ahh, thank you honey they're so beautiful. I'll go and put them in a vase. Holly looked surprised as she quietly walked out of the man cave.