Gregory A. Bardasian...............................
"gill t. freeman"
Influences
autonomy, paradox, subterfuge, purpose, the unanswerable and unavoidable human condition
Sounds Like
mind, body, and spirit in a maze of circular logic struggling to speak over one another's manipulative semantics and selfish need for dominance, lest it be swept away by its own brevity and debility~
Music does not care about your: sex, age, geographical location, race, orientation, body type, creed, your political opinions, your level of education, your occupation, or your yearly earnings. It only wants your senses, full attention, to double your joy and cut your grief in half, as any good friend should and would want, and to inspire and enhance your life. So, welcome to my music and the friendship I wish to give you through it. I am my own artist. Own my own label. I spread my own work, one person at a time. I do not seek fame nor fortune. I wish only to express myself through art and music in way that hopefully people can enjoy, and can inspire others to think, feel, and be themselves. For none other than themselves. You are one of a kind. There has never been another like you, and there never will be again. I chose to believe that is a unique and powerful gift, and i will spend my time here on Earth striving to bring about the best of myself, and hopefully help others be their best as well. -G
it’s been so long that i’ve been waiting. so close now i can almost taste it,
but hastily the days have turned to years, the dreams begun to fade, and time is wasting. a web of doubt entangles me, and it begins to strangle me.
so sick of all of your complaining about things in your power to change.
there’s no one else to blame for all of your mistakes, your indecision and procrastinating. veil of denial hides the truth; it’s your own hand around your neck suffocating you. blustery are the winds of change, they blow uncertainty.
thunderous are the clouds that crawl across my thoughts they leave me questioning. violently the storm it rages. raining down the fears, and now you're drowning. drowning in the regret. drowning in a flood of tears...
the search should go no farther than within to uncover who i really am;
to discover that it's you my friend. what's more important than how this came to be... is connecting dots so we can see... the story that is yet untold... so watch with me as it unfolds.-gregory a. bardasian
Wow Gregory, that was really beautiful. Thank you for such a gift. Truly there's nothing better than to receive the gift of music. It's all I ever want. Wishing you and the ones you cherish a Wonderful Holiday season filled with Peace Love Joy + Sounds. Much thanx for your Friendship and Light, xXx
Music does not care about your: sex, age, geographical location, race, orientation, body type, creed, your political opinions, your level of education, your occupation, or your yearly earnings. It only wants your senses, full attention, to double your joy and cut your grief in half, as any good friend should and would want, and to inspire and enhance your life. So, welcome to my music and the friendship I wish to give you through it. I am my own artist. Own my own label. I spread my own work, one person at a time. I do not seek fame nor fortune. I wish only to express myself through art and music in way that hopefully people can enjoy, and can inspire others to think, feel, and be themselves. For none other than themselves. You are one of a kind. There has never been another like you, and there never will be again. I chose to believe that is a unique and powerful gift, and i will spend my time here on Earth striving to bring about the best of myself, and hopefully help others be their best as well. -G
it’s been so long that i’ve been waiting. so close now i can almost taste it,
but hastily the days have turned to years, the dreams begun to fade, and time is wasting. a web of doubt entangles me, and it begins to strangle me.
so sick of all of your complaining about things in your power to change.
there’s no one else to blame for all of your mistakes, your indecision and procrastinating. veil of denial hides the truth; it’s your own hand around your neck suffocating you. blustery are the winds of change, they blow uncertainty.
thunderous are the clouds that crawl across my thoughts they leave me questioning. violently the storm it rages. raining down the fears, and now you're drowning. drowning in the regret. drowning in a flood of tears...
the search should go no farther than within to uncover who i really am;
to discover that it's you my friend. what's more important than how this came to be... is connecting dots so we can see... the story that is yet untold... so watch with me as it unfolds.-gregory a. bardasian
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Happy Holidays!!