Blog of a Boring Movie Direcotor

The people who unfollowed were racist. It didn’t matter that Kimbel’s a sweet guy. That James Brown is the God Father of Soul. It didn’t matter what any black musical artist achieved or how good a person they were. They judged them, solely for their skin color, and probably think they’re better than them too. That infuriates me. So, I question is it possible to cure ignorance? I’m hoping, to contribute to that process, with this post. Many love Jerry Lee, John, Roy, and Carl. So, I hope a person who thinks they’re better than a black person, asks themselves why? When the person they admire and respect, didn’t. But I suppose if Daryl could bound with a KKK member, over Jerry Lee’s piano playing…Anything is possible, even curing ignorance.

“Those trapped in misery dream of escape. But just when you think you’ve made it out, it turns out you’ve never really left.” – Ranse Truman.

On January 9th, 1969, Carl performed with Johnny Cash’s group in Saigon, at the Long Binh Air Force Base. Around 5 in the afternoon, they heard their first sounds of war, Carl said, “big guns boomed in the distance and carried on through the night.” None slept well, Carl lay awake, listening to the far-off booms and talking to God. “Oh, God, why does this war have to be fought? Please, Lord, help us get out of it soon. So many innocent people are losing their lives.” While there Carl visited, played and sang for wounded soldiers. “My heart was touched when the young soldiers tried to smile their appreciation. Some of them looked much too young to be there. But how blessed I was by the experience.” That night, he thought, prayed, and was sure God had a job for him to do, the next day he asked Colonel Castle for a tape recorder, to record conversations with the boys to send back to their families, so they’d know they were okay, the Colonel agreed and Carl set onto record. Leaving Saigon, he returned home to a celebration, “Carl Perkins Day” that lasted for a week, when things settled, he and his wife Valda began calling families, he said, “I didn’t realize how much hearing the voices of their boys would mean to them until I heard their weeping.” A mother cried, “that’s really Danny’s voice. We didn’t know if he was even still alive. I think God you called.” Carl and Valda listened, prayed, and cried with the families too, saying, “It was in helping that we ourselves were helped.” Six months later, at show in Montgomery, Alabama, a stage guard informed Carl, some people came to see him, adding “They won’t go away until they talk to you.” Carl went to the stage entrance, he saw the boy, he talked with from the hospital, he was from Montgomery and was with his girlfriend and parents. Carl recalled, “They wanted to thank me in person, but it was I who thanked them for the blessing I had received. I got seats for them beside the stage, and as I performed I looked over at their happy reunion. My voice almost broke.”

But make Sam Fenneko, Dean Retsuko, And Cas Haida. Please. I beg of you.

It’s messy but I am in a rush. Enjoy.

The Unluckiest Zircon in the Galaxy

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-Anonymous

The Duke and Duchess of Sussex + official photographs

The three G’s in Gregg stand for GAY

Yo ho Yo ho a pirate’s life for me!

I’M SCREAMING RETSUKO LOOKS SO HAPPY

i think about this a lot

This man has literally been through hell this past decade so please lets cut him some slack and wish him the best

Some gremlin: is this someone I should make fun of because they don’t fit the fucked up concept of my beauty ideals?

what ‘you deserve this’ means is that it’s ok to want it and hope for it and try to achieve it, not that you have the authority to demand that a person provide it. it’s good to ask for it, but you have to be willing to take no for an answer.

LOOK AT THOSE FACES.

IM SO PROUD OF HER ;-;