tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23121015866139950942024-03-21T00:17:24.541-07:00Ryan Fisher BlogspotRyan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-55010065398780821042011-04-09T11:21:00.000-07:002011-04-09T11:24:18.884-07:00Piecespieces, people, things<br /> <br />they do not seem…<br />to fit<br /><br />mixed up and scattered <br />reaching and seeking<br />the perfect fit<br /><br />bliss in a mist<br />anger directed…<br />at a small space<br /><br />again & again<br />all night long<br />nights and days<br />years it appears<br /><br />still hoping, still going<br />trying to fit<br />the pieces together<br /><br />(C)2011RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-57147979592571269422010-12-04T15:28:00.001-08:002010-12-04T15:30:41.162-08:00Me and my Girlfriend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaNZSG19gm4uklOT7WAvbq7MDeZWWEK3_8RsbrWmKToipons9UuIYNl8J_aJZNdVNaE3OLsuyfTvexEQjJThiB13n1LmNMkgbSdrAyaSAMTxwCVw41do9mrHErXsFkecJIAnns8Zyhtvc/s1600/iloveyou.GIF"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaNZSG19gm4uklOT7WAvbq7MDeZWWEK3_8RsbrWmKToipons9UuIYNl8J_aJZNdVNaE3OLsuyfTvexEQjJThiB13n1LmNMkgbSdrAyaSAMTxwCVw41do9mrHErXsFkecJIAnns8Zyhtvc/s200/iloveyou.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546973314536818770" /></a><br />Just wanted to upload a photo of me and my new gf. Happiest man on earth :)Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-61148259582348529972010-11-25T10:28:00.001-08:002010-11-25T10:29:00.351-08:00Happy Thanksgiving my friendsWe've been together for many smiles.<br />And so many bumps over the miles.<br />I want to thank you for being there, <br />Holding me up, showing you care.<br />You cheered me up when I've been down, <br />bending me a smile from a frown.<br />I'm glad that I have you for my friend, <br />your ear and heart you always lend. <br />Through times when I couldn't always figure things out.<br />You’re always here; and that's what friendship is all about, <br />To you my friends, a Happy Thanksgiving Day I send<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher! Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-40252488307409610382010-11-20T11:17:00.001-08:002010-11-20T11:17:50.147-08:00Hope...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZLCRj8fi0fO6aDGxCh1oJk7d-oAtwCV_VzbeONM4WKLih5GbW_HI0rBoLNP81VP-oUMHZgZ5nut3UBBlGib1wLYniOtkR05kNCDJyOtjVMN51sxEBMwV0wa-SAl0xmZmyJala0OiTYoA/s1600/hope-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZLCRj8fi0fO6aDGxCh1oJk7d-oAtwCV_VzbeONM4WKLih5GbW_HI0rBoLNP81VP-oUMHZgZ5nut3UBBlGib1wLYniOtkR05kNCDJyOtjVMN51sxEBMwV0wa-SAl0xmZmyJala0OiTYoA/s200/hope-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541713255209219618" /></a><br />We must forever have hope Pandora said, <br />Without it we have nothing.<br /><br />Forever have hope that the world will heal<br />Forever hope that peace will come<br />Forever hope that evil will fall <br />And Goodness will win.<br /><br />Forever Hope.<br /><br />Forever Will.<br /><br />Forever Live.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher! Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-90241600728238595592010-11-20T11:12:00.000-08:002010-11-20T11:16:17.581-08:00Grief<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQxqbO8zWPr4aIrahRt-JV5XE530lWUmSj1RZtwqOjxiseRMnfy9-IJtpzcfj1km2_29D4xi5t4a-q2OVBQS0yaUh4C0IcY8dCKWTRxX9o4NrUXg8L2BqCRiW9pR42FFMfXdtHopwgtp0/s1600/grief2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQxqbO8zWPr4aIrahRt-JV5XE530lWUmSj1RZtwqOjxiseRMnfy9-IJtpzcfj1km2_29D4xi5t4a-q2OVBQS0yaUh4C0IcY8dCKWTRxX9o4NrUXg8L2BqCRiW9pR42FFMfXdtHopwgtp0/s200/grief2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541712848331946930" /></a><br />Grief be mine, I ask you so, <br />If not for you, I wouldn't know, <br />How life once was and then be still, <br />How so precious, that death do steal. <br />Because that grief, won't go away, <br />Learn to let it have its way.<br />The link to love, a precious one, <br />Is met with grief and still not done.<br />The days do come, and nights do go, <br />Grief will stay as time is so.<br />And so a loved one passes on, <br />And grief comes in and carries on.<br />Does grief get better, I will ask, <br />It's hard to say, while at its task.<br />There is grief to help us cope, <br />There is God to give us hope.<br />Grief will surely go away, <br />On that glorious heaven's day.<br />But while its here, there's just one thing, <br />Pray our Lord, for peace he'll bring.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher! Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-17836690470465239342010-11-13T11:26:00.001-08:002010-11-13T11:27:18.353-08:00You Are Beautiful<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgv4SZM75qmio2rVbMV3chXz2FGK2uGDKepNd8qdXupcpitCqQNu-gSXZkEra07K3ylmzfj8fiHpKCY5LRGpsVAyGHsFi-UDZ-rJHcUEHZAuknoiFHsjEIeuEYDkRRvMSCwhpdxfO5LHE/s1600/116380142_c163acdaa9.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgv4SZM75qmio2rVbMV3chXz2FGK2uGDKepNd8qdXupcpitCqQNu-gSXZkEra07K3ylmzfj8fiHpKCY5LRGpsVAyGHsFi-UDZ-rJHcUEHZAuknoiFHsjEIeuEYDkRRvMSCwhpdxfO5LHE/s200/116380142_c163acdaa9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539118101783556242" /></a><br />You are beautiful. Even when you feel ugly or depressed or guilty or ashamed, there is an inner spark in you which is light. This light is your beauty. This light is your reflection of God. You are a child of God, thus you are beautiful.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher! Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-80036239794546854122010-11-13T11:19:00.000-08:002010-11-13T11:20:52.302-08:00Enjoy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZML_g1WcYwtPP6sH88skqdlSA0Ff8lXHZw7d0SbUa_4W55irHfK3m6s7SmP4cqyIlxz9Ase2shVJYqX1pmm2c9f_AN_pKiHdZYe6QGHH_bM2fKjJAuDe0UK7TlNokURfp-FrrX0DXGk/s1600/untitled.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZML_g1WcYwtPP6sH88skqdlSA0Ff8lXHZw7d0SbUa_4W55irHfK3m6s7SmP4cqyIlxz9Ase2shVJYqX1pmm2c9f_AN_pKiHdZYe6QGHH_bM2fKjJAuDe0UK7TlNokURfp-FrrX0DXGk/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539116420827074914" /></a><br /><br />Sometimes, we tend to forget to enjoy the moment. We get caught up in our busy schedules, in the pettiness of our everyday experiences, that we simply forget to appreciate the blessings and the little things that matter. Our lives are like a jumbled mess with a bit of everything thrown in. When was the last time you actually paused and smelled the flowers? When was the last time you looked in the mirror and smiled because you liked what you saw? When was the last time you just sat still and thanked God you are still alive? When was the last time you stepped outside, looked at the sky, and appreciated the beauty of your surroundings?<br /><br />Instead of being busy all the time, or being worried all the time, let’s take a minute everyday, to be grateful. Even if it’s just a minute, a few seconds maybe, to enjoy something, no matter how small it is. Forget the weighing scales for a while and devote one day just eating all your favorite foods. Take off a day from work and go to that place you’ve been dying to go to for years! Take an hour break and meditate. Or maybe spare a few minutes to walk out in your garden or to the park, and just enjoy being alive!<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher! Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-78289689214261475132010-11-13T11:16:00.000-08:002010-11-13T11:21:32.702-08:00Circumstances<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vlt_gr_88AXgzjQ7XQUyzRrv716uw5QOdKOD8OS2PEomocrNHW9g2sN4IHlwddQzePulJ2HCjHdm5nH310NvKRLyYnBjAbtlgOfp4TQVKL0v5ULDWJJEspHTksG2xAu8WxMeHg6j_1k/s1600/walking-away.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vlt_gr_88AXgzjQ7XQUyzRrv716uw5QOdKOD8OS2PEomocrNHW9g2sN4IHlwddQzePulJ2HCjHdm5nH310NvKRLyYnBjAbtlgOfp4TQVKL0v5ULDWJJEspHTksG2xAu8WxMeHg6j_1k/s200/walking-away.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539115697628310018" /></a><br /><br /><br />Sometimes I wish it’s that easy to forget the past or even certain people in it. Not really forget, but avoid as much as possible. Don’t you just wish that sometimes too? You’ve moved on for real… finally, you’re in that place where you can say that you’re really okay now… but your past is still trying to keep up with you and bring you back to that place you’ve tried so hard to escape from. You don’t like being rude to people but sometimes, because you don’t want to go back to that “place” you tend to say things that may sound rude or uncaring. And then you hate yourself for feeling guilty about it too.<br /><br />The thing is, sometimes circumstances don’t allow us to be friends with everyone, or the people we want. Do you agree? It sucks, but that’s reality. After all, you’re not the only two people in this world. There are other people or other feelings that you have to take into consideration. It’s just not the same anymore. And we have to make that conscious decision and stand by it. No use being swayed. Or else, everything will be for naught.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher! Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-80455486725856884022010-11-11T06:20:00.000-08:002010-11-11T06:21:51.560-08:00Hold Your Head Up High<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_qDOzlqozQ?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_qDOzlqozQ?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Very inspirational song.<br /><br />P.S. I´m sorry for not posting for so long. Lost track and I have to find back to myself.Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-22374760664878334332010-09-29T10:42:00.001-07:002010-09-29T10:45:00.917-07:00I miss you so much<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqUTf49W0vIZfjst0fZTjXucYurAQARgWP0yJt_LxD8-ppHmPr09DTtG6aIFHWBlAc2rkjhMljkZc7cZcjk-g9rdSTmDE7Aho2HbS8GgAs3v4V0QxGVYWYJSwi83gvUXz2B3qISZYxHQ/s1600/533481234308228.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqUTf49W0vIZfjst0fZTjXucYurAQARgWP0yJt_LxD8-ppHmPr09DTtG6aIFHWBlAc2rkjhMljkZc7cZcjk-g9rdSTmDE7Aho2HbS8GgAs3v4V0QxGVYWYJSwi83gvUXz2B3qISZYxHQ/s200/533481234308228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522392651621698338" /></a><br /><br />No words I write can ever say<br />How much I miss you every day. <br />As time goes by, the loneliness grows; <br />How I miss you, nobody knows! <br />I think of you in silence, <br />I often speak your name, <br />But all I have are memories <br />And photos in a frame. <br />No one knows my sorrow, <br />No one sees me weep, <br />But the love I have for you<br />Is in my heart to keep. <br />I've never stopped loving you<br />I'm sure I never will; <br />Deep inside my heart, <br />You are with me still. <br />Heartaches in this world are many<br />But mine is worse than any. <br />My heart still aches as I whisper low, <br />'I need you and I miss you so.' <br />The things we feel so deeply <br />Are often the hardest to say, <br />But I just can't keep quiet any more, <br />So I'll tell you anyway.<br />There is a place in my heart<br />That no one else can fill; <br />I love you so, <br />And I always will. <br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-80748425028916280532010-09-27T05:00:00.000-07:002010-09-27T05:00:01.899-07:001 Thousand TearsOn the day you left me<br />I cried 1000 tears<br />For each tear I cried<br />There was a word to be said<br />No tears were enough<br />To make you see what you were doing<br />No words were enough<br />To stop this pain<br />As the tear drops fell<br />So you walked out the door<br />As the hurt increased<br />I faded more into the misery pit<br />On the day you left me<br />I cried 1000 tears<br />Those tears were not good enough for you<br />Now you are gone <br /><br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-68227653186333427692010-09-24T14:30:00.000-07:002010-09-24T14:39:06.805-07:00...where i’ve been is a puzzle<br />pieces missing, people missing<br />& i’ve been lost<br />too busy to stop & gps<br />& everyone’s wondering<br />where my heads at<br />whisper,whisper - is he crazy?<br />STOP - i’ve been dealing with a lot - simple talk.<br />where i’ve been or where i was<br />it’s all the same thing to me…a fog, a mist<br />see if i can take a minute to explain<br />a minute to articulate…<br />I’ve been working 60 plus a week w/ no pay<br />i was choking down antidepressants 4 years straight<br />i was broken down, she left me for him - hate<br />i’ve been lying to myself, lying to my friends- i’m fake<br />i was lied to & ripped off by employers - a$$holes<br />i was making up for something else, ego out of control<br />i’ve been on the verge of a dream - hollywood<br />i was given a honest chance and f*cked up my stance<br />i’ve been drinking.<br />i was reading, i was dreaming, i had a plan<br />i’ve been trying to put it together - a man<br />i was too wishful & i was stupid<br />i’ve been wondering if they knew this<br />i’ve been dealing with so much<br />i was stuck, could not express - it<br />i was wondering if it could get worse…it did<br />i’ve been ignoring an issue for years<br />she’s was hurting, she was waiting<br />I was receiving text messages at noon - her mom<br />“i’ve been at the hospital, she’s in a coma - your fault”<br />I was devastated, I pained, I was….nothing can really explain<br />i’ve been carrying that one on my chest, how could I have explained.<br />where i’ve been lately has been a mess<br />& i’m not alone, the whole world knows this pain- in these times<br />we go through these moment alone, we go through these moments together<br />they challenge our truths, our honesty & they challenge our demands<br />& i’m going forth with the power of my last name, i have my demands<br />& i demand a new road, i demand a second chance<br />i demand more from myself & i demand myself to rise - above<br />…where i’ve been.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-59227946148157919612010-09-18T14:16:00.001-07:002010-09-18T14:18:04.219-07:00puzzle piecespieces, people, things<br />they do not seem...<br />to fit<br /><br />mixed up and scattered <br />reaching and seeking<br />the perfect fit<br /><br />bliss in a mist<br />anger directed...<br />at a small space<br /><br />again & again<br />all night long<br />nights and days<br />years it appears<br /><br />still hoping, still going<br />trying to fit<br />the pieces together<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not Take without Permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-10521681630703847162010-09-11T05:00:00.000-07:002010-09-11T05:00:02.984-07:00Remember The Eleventh of September<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitOlHdU-NMQ6cUsiqhG4Zt0hvXrYnaRYD9Sw-LVcY4jYWAbyVPjwsIUrPmM_RJCeS38FkCo7Y42eAsyPE1OwrPG1fjiyuhILLuZV8maK-N022YHILRQNxYKtRsU_rWj43lCtjsJgJFcHM/s1600/9-11-01candlesimplelarge1.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitOlHdU-NMQ6cUsiqhG4Zt0hvXrYnaRYD9Sw-LVcY4jYWAbyVPjwsIUrPmM_RJCeS38FkCo7Y42eAsyPE1OwrPG1fjiyuhILLuZV8maK-N022YHILRQNxYKtRsU_rWj43lCtjsJgJFcHM/s200/9-11-01candlesimplelarge1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515599727370129442" /></a><br />Remember, Remember <br />The Eleventh of September, <br />The year: Two thousand and one <br />Never forget the day <br />That we lost <br />And they won <br /><br />Four airliners <br />Flying at hundred miles per hour <br />At the hands of self-proclaimed martyrs <br />Became weapons of mass destruction <br /><br />People died <br />That should have lived <br />Some as heroes, most were victims <br />Robbed of what could have been <br /><br /><br />Remember, Remember <br />The Eleventh of September, <br />The year: Two thousand and one <br />Never forget the day, <br />How we all felt <br />Not only the horror <br />Or our justified anger <br />But how we came together <br />As one nation <br />Transformed <br /><br />Although there had been plenty of warning beforehand <br />Of the threat that was Usama Bin Laden <br />Our failure to stop the plot in its tracks <br />That showed how vulnerable we were to attack <br />We took the blow <br />And bounced right back! <br /><br />A commission followed <br />There were talks, reprimands and apologies <br />Leading to the conclusion: <br />‘Failure to communicate! ’ <br />After which we vowed <br />Never to repeat the mistake <br /><br /><br />Remember, Remember <br />The Eleventh of September, <br />The year: Two thousand and one <br />Never forget the day, <br />The week, the world <br />Joined us in mourning; <br />Showing we were not alone. <br />Unity of effort and unity of purpose <br />Is how we will prevail <br />Against those who wish us woe <br />Everywhere <br />Never forget <br />The resolve of iron of our nation <br />The strength we have in our allies <br />Remember <br />Not only the loss <br />But what is yet to be won<br /><br /><br />(c)2010 RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-82860001582241211312010-08-11T05:44:00.001-07:002010-08-11T05:45:13.453-07:00Love is not<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihecQnKk9_B5yP-jwu5fogScvTZYR1W4bgEpHUxriCr6oLP-pavBzP7nC0FBb64kYJJreVIephDK5dtKiAvgNA6MoUVfVUkrcWg9C848oSeYo3KDSutO_KBV6Mj1sSJDuoN2STUkrJ02w/s1600/2b91d403fefc99e03c7a.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihecQnKk9_B5yP-jwu5fogScvTZYR1W4bgEpHUxriCr6oLP-pavBzP7nC0FBb64kYJJreVIephDK5dtKiAvgNA6MoUVfVUkrcWg9C848oSeYo3KDSutO_KBV6Mj1sSJDuoN2STUkrJ02w/s200/2b91d403fefc99e03c7a.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504132346208297362" /></a><br /><br /><br />Love is not the diamond ring<br />It's that feeling within your heart<br />That feeling from deep within<br />When you are forced to stay apart<br /><br />Love is not that dozen roses<br />That get delivered from some stranger<br />For when you open up your door<br />One just never knows of those dangers<br /><br />Love is not that box of chocolates<br />In any fancy little box<br />For without love and passion<br />They might as well be rocks<br /><br />Love is not just some words<br />That just anyone could say<br />They are the ones from someone special <br />Will just as surely brighten up your day<br /><br />Love is not just any feeling<br />That is fealt between two fools<br />Love is just one little word<br />that discribes how I feel about you<br /><br />I love you!<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-20784603666432858602010-08-01T06:51:00.000-07:002010-08-01T06:53:23.339-07:00Happy Friendship Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMkpeyOdX5aHdmvuDCcZLOqqSb43vA15iXaFKAASyOmyCDfVP6jqby5hyBQa4FmTAu7T19bokd-tJZ9HRPcA14DR5-QCfW5OweKtFoT4q7m1peyaXz9qvbHa3nEB01xKh4zk0KEt5zGh0/s1600/wallpaper.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMkpeyOdX5aHdmvuDCcZLOqqSb43vA15iXaFKAASyOmyCDfVP6jqby5hyBQa4FmTAu7T19bokd-tJZ9HRPcA14DR5-QCfW5OweKtFoT4q7m1peyaXz9qvbHa3nEB01xKh4zk0KEt5zGh0/s320/wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500439127035563442" /></a><br />Happy Friendship Day! I´m glad and thankful to have you as friends!<br />This is for you guys:<br /><br />When I have no one to turn to<br />And I am feeling kind of low, <br />When there is no one to talk to<br />And nowhere I want to go, <br />I search deep within myself<br />It is the love inside my heart<br />That lets me know my Angels are there<br />Even though we are miles apart.<br /><br />A smile then appears upon my face<br />And the sun begins to shine.<br />I hear a voice, so soft and sweet<br />Saying, 'Everything will be just fine'<br />It may seem that I am alone<br />But I am never by myself at all.<br />Whenever I need my Angels near<br />All I have to do is call.<br /><br />An Angel's love is always true<br />On that you can depend.<br />They will always stand behind you<br />And will always be your friend.<br />Through darkest hours and brightest days<br />Our Angel's see us through<br />They smile when we are happy, and will cry when we are blue..<br /><br />Thanks for being my Angel my friend<br />I will be there for you until the end.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-78950239383311618972010-07-31T17:11:00.000-07:002010-07-31T17:12:53.032-07:00Angels...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrsD5FWRZwrJQCkr8PU0pKE9LlziFbYZGsbFr4mYjfLQ14SqveA-tvonmYfnu5kmJkgU9S6CB07OscD422MpZwFsHFzFb49BaXUinCdgJXI1QvajK9ycTQ-yu3gpeIeMvcXSbl8BGbPi0/s1600/angels_.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrsD5FWRZwrJQCkr8PU0pKE9LlziFbYZGsbFr4mYjfLQ14SqveA-tvonmYfnu5kmJkgU9S6CB07OscD422MpZwFsHFzFb49BaXUinCdgJXI1QvajK9ycTQ-yu3gpeIeMvcXSbl8BGbPi0/s320/angels_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500227753952186418" /></a><br />Demons keep the world in order<br />Dimming the sky with clouds<br />They oppress the atmosphere <br />Keeping out the light.<br /><br />They then cause <br />Tornadoes, <br />Thunder storms, <br />Lightening bolts, <br />And rain drops.<br /><br />But Angels <br />Let the<br />Sunshine<br />And paint<br />The sky <br />Blue.<br />They bring the<br />Flowers out<br />That’s all<br />They ever do…<br /><br />They take you on holiday<br />Among the blazing heat.<br /><br />But Demons want to shut you in, <br />And suffocate your soul, <br />They’ll keep you like<br />A caged up bird, <br />And never let you go.<br /><br />Then they want to smother you<br />And take away your tan, <br />They want to cut you up in pieces, <br />And fry you on a pan.<br /><br />But Angels <br />Just want the<br />Sun to shine<br />And to paint<br />The sky <br />Blue.<br />They want to bring the<br />Flowers out, <br />That’s all<br />They want for you…<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-26302392215224446032010-07-29T04:27:00.000-07:002010-07-29T04:28:41.239-07:00My Love...my love...<br />you are the love of my life...<br />you are the one in my heart...<br />you are simply a beautiful rose...<br />in a group of yellow...<br /><br />your the blood in my veins...<br />you are the one in my mind...<br />I would be completely lost without you by my side...<br /><br />cherish every moment with you...<br />my heart and soul belongs with you...<br /><br />I desire your touch...<br />your arms around me...<br />kissing me...<br />I miss, <br />us...<br /><br />beautiful inside and out...<br />since we met...<br />you have fallen for me...<br />I was with another girl...<br />you used your beauty, your wits...<br />your everything to chase after me...<br />I fell you caught me...<br /><br />she left me.. for another guy...<br />sad as I was... you were near by...<br />you helped me through my tough times...<br /><br />you made me realize that you were worth a try...<br />I fell for you... you knew it too...<br />but it all came apart with a simple lie...<br />another guy....<br />and im just blinded in the eyes....<br /><br />we fell apart...<br />no one caught me this time...<br />fell to the ground...<br />hit my head <br />my heart shattered...<br />so was yours...<br /><br />we tried again...<br />we fell apart...<br /><br />we will never be...<br />im sorry...<br />its really over between us...<br />I still love you...<br />but we just can never be like before...<br />im sorry...Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-78658943149792545982010-07-28T16:46:00.001-07:002010-07-28T16:46:51.349-07:00The DreamWith just the two of us in the room<br />Me in bed and you in my head<br />The timeless grip of her in my thoughts<br />In a moment... AN ANGEL APPEARS<br /><br />You smile and wave hello to me <br />Radiant in white, ... I am consumed<br />Your hug, your smile, you give to me<br />Am left with your scent as you depart<br /><br />Strange, is this world to me...<br />Up so close, I am to you<br />Dressed in robes like that of a Prince<br />Horses and gold, all belong to me<br /><br />Banging, so loud, I hear my window panes<br />Bright lights, mix violently with the night<br />Big rains, out through the sky<br />In this life...I awake again<br /><br />I saw you at the bus stop today<br />You look just like you did in my dream<br />Dressed in white from head to toe<br />I looked your way but you looked away<br /><br />With just the three of us in the room<br />Me and you and a Rose by my side<br />The timeless grip of her in my thoughts<br />In a moment, she'll be here I hope <br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-35256128112959262132010-07-28T16:17:00.000-07:002010-07-28T16:19:02.624-07:00Her Love is my Inspiration<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJ2OoDJL8AAk8ubmtNGfV1d93poNdVUuWFMJOm5qTxZM-0OvrniepSpihHbpYcbTVGxX19Yw2-35HnQffdLOoSuTdh3kmMQVooo68eta_pV9UP1YisMu61_0JbX37gkNPrSi1TOD7nZ4/s1600/kiss,romantic,inspiration,love,beach,couple-9f6e91e53c8aa353d4c994e58fd1bb2a_h.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJ2OoDJL8AAk8ubmtNGfV1d93poNdVUuWFMJOm5qTxZM-0OvrniepSpihHbpYcbTVGxX19Yw2-35HnQffdLOoSuTdh3kmMQVooo68eta_pV9UP1YisMu61_0JbX37gkNPrSi1TOD7nZ4/s320/kiss,romantic,inspiration,love,beach,couple-9f6e91e53c8aa353d4c994e58fd1bb2a_h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499100481573850802" /></a><br />Love is the inspiration for my heart to sing a tune, <br />love is the inspiration for my ear to hear, <br />love is the inspiration for my soul to warm, <br />love is the inspiration for my mouth to smile, <br />love is the inspiration for my eyes to glisten.<br /><br />Love is the inspiration to draw my soul near another <br />love is the inspiration for my mouth to utter sweet words, <br />love is the inspiration for my eyes to gaze upon her, <br />love is the inspiration for my heart to speak out.<br /><br />Love is the inspiration for need, love is the inspiration for my mouth to touch hers, <br />love is the inspiration for my eyes to close, <br />love is the inspiration for my heart to race, <br />love is the inspiration for my tears to burn.<br /><br />Love is the inspiration for longing, <br />love is the inspiration for my eyes to see only her, <br />love is the inspiration for my heart to cry out, <br />love is the inspiration for my ear to hear her whispers, <br />love is the inspiration for my soul to join hers forever.<br /><br />Love is the inspiration for forever, <br />love is the inspiration for my heart to be whole, <br />love is the inspiration for my ear to always hear those words, <br />love is the inspiration for my soul to have hers, <br />love is the inspiration for my mouth to speak the truth.<br /><br />Love is the inspiration for my soul to seek life <br />love is the inspirationfor my ear to hear her words, <br />love is the inspiration for my soul to reach for her, <br />love is the inspiration for my mouth to speak her truths, <br />love is the inspiration for my eyes to always look upon her first.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-45995867145723433072010-07-28T12:27:00.001-07:002010-07-28T12:31:21.823-07:00A letter of thanks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy-PHp0JeQOD1Ho0Lhb5oJzZ9bQdgm3kzctz_THDrdYCjkH_tNBrN51_UdQocve5OfOSS9gFKGbSPlTxu0gID8Kjj9NZVnYqiY9uUXFbcugR30-cEoVLzztLnvhhonSXfL9d_6vEPAdIQ/s1600/formyfamily.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy-PHp0JeQOD1Ho0Lhb5oJzZ9bQdgm3kzctz_THDrdYCjkH_tNBrN51_UdQocve5OfOSS9gFKGbSPlTxu0gID8Kjj9NZVnYqiY9uUXFbcugR30-cEoVLzztLnvhhonSXfL9d_6vEPAdIQ/s320/formyfamily.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499041659776425826" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOr2n_KJ1CKxDuv-eHm9ISEjPKUHZkhhCqMZpKYwWs7bi9tfngBax4E_V79st9He6hiAIJoqcXjuuJxAJQzpQ05o0nhRibDCdDfKrDLZPohsv_lx8mrWzI4RXSJrRwyDANVjnnptx3fPU/s1600/myfamily2.bmp"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOr2n_KJ1CKxDuv-eHm9ISEjPKUHZkhhCqMZpKYwWs7bi9tfngBax4E_V79st9He6hiAIJoqcXjuuJxAJQzpQ05o0nhRibDCdDfKrDLZPohsv_lx8mrWzI4RXSJrRwyDANVjnnptx3fPU/s320/myfamily2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499041908187155506" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqycMefTiX4yD1Ex5NDR1PtWqQkm9ZoWwrLrUtIycoPyI6HEU86ake0ZX-pY20TKahqL-OT-CH2U2VFeYztD9llPaG0OK8voJZwMszgTL_Vwd02kh9POAwNdp3jhNf7ADJd7G3CEgs8w/s1600/myfamily.bmp"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqycMefTiX4yD1Ex5NDR1PtWqQkm9ZoWwrLrUtIycoPyI6HEU86ake0ZX-pY20TKahqL-OT-CH2U2VFeYztD9llPaG0OK8voJZwMszgTL_Vwd02kh9POAwNdp3jhNf7ADJd7G3CEgs8w/s320/myfamily.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499041809745567346" /></a><br /><br />To my Family, Best Friend, and Savior…<br /><br />I’m taking this chance to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. No words can describe how grateful I am that you’re with me. All through my life, you never left my side, through the good times and the bad. I’ve been through so much, been through a lot of hurt and miserable moments, and through all that, you’ve helped me overcome my fears, my doubts, my weaknesses. I never could have done it without you. You helped me realize my worth, you made me feel that I am loved, no matter what.<br /><br />Thank you so much… there have been times when I thought I couldn’t take the pain anymore, there were times when I felt I could no longer stand the loneliness, but you were there to comfort me and tell me that everything is going to be all right. Through wonderful people and things, you reached out to me and reminded me that life goes on. Because of you, I saw that life is worth living, that there’s still so much in store for me, that I shouldn’t waste my life in unimportant things. You taught me how to TRUST, and you strengthened my FAITH. It wasn’t easy, but I did it. I did it because you were there… you held my hand… and that was all I needed.<br /><br />I’m so BLESSED to have you. Thank you for protecting my heart, I feel so at peace when I know that you’re in control. I don’t ever wanna be without you. Thank you for using me for your glory. I love you so much.<br /><br />With all my heart,<br />RyanRyan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-71774837315451663002010-07-27T12:43:00.001-07:002010-07-27T12:44:53.637-07:00Maybe somewhere down the road<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcKX64L-Pat7KMOh5taHl95DWnxkGKNq9HRUX-lzT89W5C-N7xMj8zeyKkoczXnZjYtDFbDzKwaMhfE-rlNlQL9WRYv-YSt5qqEQ7zZp9cFriWPSddJ78lzWwcmw48Kieq6R2IjMqV45E/s1600/51958668_58717c046a.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcKX64L-Pat7KMOh5taHl95DWnxkGKNq9HRUX-lzT89W5C-N7xMj8zeyKkoczXnZjYtDFbDzKwaMhfE-rlNlQL9WRYv-YSt5qqEQ7zZp9cFriWPSddJ78lzWwcmw48Kieq6R2IjMqV45E/s320/51958668_58717c046a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498674171926344674" /></a><br />I understand. I didn’t really expect that it will push through anyway. Our relationship has too many complications. And as much as I want to be with you, i’ve learned that we can’t really have everything we want. I know that everything happens for a reason, and there are things in life that we can’t control. I can’t force you to do something that you don’t want to do. I thought that loving you was enough, I hoped that my love, OUR love, could make everything right. But I guess it’s not really meant to be. It hurts, but i have to accept it. I wish I could stop loving you, then maybe things will be easier. I knew it was a mistake right from the start. We had the right love at the wrong time. I just don’t know why I held on for so long. Maybe because every time I look at you, my heart is filled with so much love that I can’t imagine my life without you. But i guess there comes a time in a person’s life when everything becomes clear. And you realize that there are things that even love can’t conquer. I don’t know where we go from here. But I want you to know that I love you. I will never stop loving you. And maybe, somewhere down the road…Our paths will cross again…<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-132840387008561782010-07-27T11:39:00.000-07:002010-07-27T11:40:23.104-07:00Faith And AcceptanceIt’s amazing the peace of mind you get when you’ve come to terms with acceptance. It’s amazing how clear things become when you’ve opened your heart to the inevitable. In life, you’ll never get everything you want. Your maturity and strength as a person are not measured by the number of victories you acquire but in your willingness to admit defeat when you know you’ve lost.<br /><br />Oftentimes, we are given problems and dilemmas that will test our ability to deal with life. It’s difficult to accept things that give us pain and suffering. But acceptance is not merely ‘admitting defeat’ or ‘ceasing to fight’ or ’surrendering’. When you look at it in a much bigger perspective, it’s actually embracing the truth and welcoming the bittersweet fact that there is a reason why these things have to happen to us when they do. It’s especially difficult when you don’t see that “reason”, and you feel so miserable… but once your heart is really open for acceptance, you have to have faith too — that God has a plan, and that there is something else waiting for you.<br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-46391044739247039842010-07-23T07:28:00.000-07:002010-07-23T07:29:26.296-07:00The Life of Your Dreams<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTYLhOY_9ZEuJ3AT4ycMQi2UCDRZMntwSmvqErIoXDTleGxfKVK3Aj8FOdjd4Mc8kcKWjbqzS_x7UtwlkjjjSkX05hAA5H5Dfk6LX7AMOEMz-HGMpKByy16doj_JYFunpKAxrO0DSim4/s1600/Dockside-Dreams-Wally-REV-c.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTYLhOY_9ZEuJ3AT4ycMQi2UCDRZMntwSmvqErIoXDTleGxfKVK3Aj8FOdjd4Mc8kcKWjbqzS_x7UtwlkjjjSkX05hAA5H5Dfk6LX7AMOEMz-HGMpKByy16doj_JYFunpKAxrO0DSim4/s320/Dockside-Dreams-Wally-REV-c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497108714832405570" /></a><br />The Life of Your Dreams<br />Waking Up<br /><br />Sometimes the life we planned for a limited conception of ourselves no longer <br />fits as we evolve and change.<br /><br />Many of us are familiar with the experience of waking up to the fact that our <br />lives are no longer working the way we have set them up. Sometimes this is due <br />to a shift occurring inside ourselves over time, and sometimes it is part of the <br />larger shift that is currently affecting all humanity. Change is happening at <br />such an increased rate that it is difficult to predict what the future holds. As <br />a result, many of the old ways of planning out a life are no longer applicable, <br />and if we cling to them we feel strangely out of tune with reality. If we are in <br />tune with the energies around us, we will begin to question ideas that just a <br />few years ago seemed sensible. <br /><br />In the simplest terms, the shift we are undergoing right now has to do with <br />recognizing ourselves as being more than human, remembering that our earthly <br />aspects are a very small part of who we are. In truth, we are multidimensional <br />beings. When we begin to realize this, the life we planned for a limited <br />conception of ourselves no longer fits. We must meet the needs and <br />qualifications not only of our bodies but also of our souls. This realization <br />dawns slowly for some and with the suddenness of a bolt of lightning for others, <br />and we all must find the way that works for us to integrate this new and larger <br />sense of self into our life plan. <br /><br />Sometimes a drastic change feels totally right, and overnight we might decide to <br />sell our home and move to another country or quit our job and begin a second <br />career. Other times, we allow the changes to proceed slowly, beginning perhaps <br />with allowing ourselves to dream of a new life or just to ask the deeper <br />questions that encourage us to discover our true purpose in life. Either way, <br />know that this process is a natural sign of the growth we are all going through, <br />and trust it to guide you to the life of your dreams. <br /><br />(C)2010RyanFisher Do not take without permission!Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2312101586613995094.post-14215825046236231242010-07-22T14:02:00.000-07:002010-07-22T14:27:51.412-07:00Why do you hurt me so much?Someone asked what I saw in you...my only answer was...everything<br /><br />It hurts to see you walk away. For admit it or not, you were an important part of my life and the time we shared will forever be a part of me. So even though I realize that it was never meant to be, still, it hurts.<br /><br />I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain. I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end. I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, but I always thought that I’d see you again. <br /><br />You can see a clock, but you can't see the time.<br />You can see my face, but you can't see my mind.<br />You can see the clouds, but you can't see the wind.<br />You saw my love for you begin, but you won't see it end.<br /><br />When you look into my eyes and watch my heart shatter, does it break yours too, even crack it a little?<br /><br />I chose to be with you, if the choice were mine to take, but you can make decisions too, and you've decided you wanted this heart to break.<br /><br />There are times when I cant decide<br />whether to see you or not, <br />I want to see you because I miss you <br />but there are times when I dont want to see you <br />because everytime I do,<br />the fact that you dont see me the way<br />that I see you hurts me even more ... <br /><br />If dreaming is the only way to be with you,<br />then I'll never open my eyes.<br /><br />I'm trying really hard not to cry over you <br />because every tear is just one <br />more reminder that I don't know how to let you go. <br /><br />Thinking of you is easy<br />- I do it every day. <br />Missing you is the heartache,<br />that never goes away.<br /><br /><br />Someday you'll know, that I was the one for you.Ryan Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01550958595254510393noreply@blogger.com0