Hey, I Need To Be Seen, and To See You Page 1
By Anthony Douglas Gere
In today’s MTV world, it seems as though we as people, are more caught up in what
we are shown, instead of seeing what we want to see. We are so force fed into
believing what is shown, that are eyes need to be replaced by RCA cables. Cables
used to plug in the information we've been brain washed into believing, and filtering
out what we really feel. Now even though I'm no magician or remotely look like David
Blain the trickster, I agree that the hand, is quicker than the eye in a magic show. But
I'm also one that believes that the best way to see something, is to close your eyes,
and imagine what it feels like when you trace its features, as it touches you. That gut
instinct thing, that tells us right from wrong. That feeling of nervousness, that the
anticipated feeling lets you know is different, special and more than the eye can see
or put into a vision of clarity. In the ever so popular field of rap music, rappers use
the saying, " you can't see me". What they were saying is, though you are looking at
me, you have no idea what you're really looking at. The pain, the scars and the
journey, surpass what you think, and try to understand why I'm me, before judging
me on what you think I may be in plain sight. They were asking you to listen to their
words and lyrics, instead of judging them on an appearance that doesn't tell the
complete story. Only part of it. Don't let the media, marketing machine and these
bright lights influence you. Listen to me, while I tell you who I really am in these
songs. They don't just want to be seen, they want to be heard and felt.
Back in my younger days, I was set on going out with only the prettiest of women. I
didn't care what they were about, what they thought or what we had in common. The
could have been dumb as a rock, smart as can be, I didn't care and it definitely didn't
matter. If they looked good on my arm, they were okay. I just wanted a woman
everyone thought was physically beautiful, not completely gorgeous. Now outside of
the paper thin relationship and ego absorbing compliments I would get from this
eye candy on my arm, nothing was really there with us. In the confines of my home
or in private, we had nothing in common, and never engaged on finding out if we
did. I think the only reason I didn't realize she was so self absorbed, was because I
was that and then some times two. We weren't together for us, we were jointly apart
for everyone else. Me the success story with the physically slamming girl friend, and
her, to be with the story being told and woman getting by because she's cute.
I'm sure there was more to her, like there eventually was with me. But we never
explored it, because we simply wanted to be seen by the world, not by each other. I
more than likely missed out on some incredible women while being with her, just
wanting to be with me for me and not what I had. But I was so into wanting to be
something else or better yet, be portrayed and accepted as something I thought
was cool, I didn't know why they wanted me in the first place. I must admit that this
wasn’t one of my shining moments in life to say the least, but it was a learning
experience that has brought me to this point in realizing the difference and state I
was in back then. But think about it, why do you think that was important? Peer
pressure, insecurity, maturity or what? Maybe I needed something concrete to
validate something I've been led to believe. Maybe its seeing the most successful
people in the media, defining success with the prettiest woman, or flashiest car.
Whatever the case, I was hopelessly living and constantly wondering thoughts I
couldn't think about. I wasn't living my life, but the one that had been plugged into
me by some meaningless force. Now don’t get me wrong, physical attraction is a
part of a larger attraction, but not to the point where you are silently yelling to the
world, " Hey, I need to be seen and see you".
One of the greatest stories on beauty, blind faith, inner assurance and integrity I've
ever heard, came from the music industry. How one woman and her staff, stood by
the woman’s wishes to be heard and felt, not just seen and listen to. In today’s era
of music and popularity, this woman wanted to be judged by her talents and nothing
else. She realized that the mere essence of the music industry was and still is,
music. People may look the part, be transformed into talents with no talents. But in
the end, quality always outlast the falsely made. When she recorded her demo
album, and was ready to shop it to record labels, she prepared her biography packet
in unique fashion. She had her personal description about her, her sound,
influences and more, along with her music, proper credentials on legal
representation, appearances and more.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
In today’s MTV world, it seems as though we as people, are more caught up in what
we are shown, instead of seeing what we want to see. We are so force fed into
believing what is shown, that are eyes need to be replaced by RCA cables. Cables
used to plug in the information we've been brain washed into believing, and filtering
out what we really feel. Now even though I'm no magician or remotely look like David
Blain the trickster, I agree that the hand, is quicker than the eye in a magic show. But
I'm also one that believes that the best way to see something, is to close your eyes,
and imagine what it feels like when you trace its features, as it touches you. That gut
instinct thing, that tells us right from wrong. That feeling of nervousness, that the
anticipated feeling lets you know is different, special and more than the eye can see
or put into a vision of clarity. In the ever so popular field of rap music, rappers use
the saying, " you can't see me". What they were saying is, though you are looking at
me, you have no idea what you're really looking at. The pain, the scars and the
journey, surpass what you think, and try to understand why I'm me, before judging
me on what you think I may be in plain sight. They were asking you to listen to their
words and lyrics, instead of judging them on an appearance that doesn't tell the
complete story. Only part of it. Don't let the media, marketing machine and these
bright lights influence you. Listen to me, while I tell you who I really am in these
songs. They don't just want to be seen, they want to be heard and felt.
Back in my younger days, I was set on going out with only the prettiest of women. I
didn't care what they were about, what they thought or what we had in common. The
could have been dumb as a rock, smart as can be, I didn't care and it definitely didn't
matter. If they looked good on my arm, they were okay. I just wanted a woman
everyone thought was physically beautiful, not completely gorgeous. Now outside of
the paper thin relationship and ego absorbing compliments I would get from this
eye candy on my arm, nothing was really there with us. In the confines of my home
or in private, we had nothing in common, and never engaged on finding out if we
did. I think the only reason I didn't realize she was so self absorbed, was because I
was that and then some times two. We weren't together for us, we were jointly apart
for everyone else. Me the success story with the physically slamming girl friend, and
her, to be with the story being told and woman getting by because she's cute.
I'm sure there was more to her, like there eventually was with me. But we never
explored it, because we simply wanted to be seen by the world, not by each other. I
more than likely missed out on some incredible women while being with her, just
wanting to be with me for me and not what I had. But I was so into wanting to be
something else or better yet, be portrayed and accepted as something I thought
was cool, I didn't know why they wanted me in the first place. I must admit that this
wasn’t one of my shining moments in life to say the least, but it was a learning
experience that has brought me to this point in realizing the difference and state I
was in back then. But think about it, why do you think that was important? Peer
pressure, insecurity, maturity or what? Maybe I needed something concrete to
validate something I've been led to believe. Maybe its seeing the most successful
people in the media, defining success with the prettiest woman, or flashiest car.
Whatever the case, I was hopelessly living and constantly wondering thoughts I
couldn't think about. I wasn't living my life, but the one that had been plugged into
me by some meaningless force. Now don’t get me wrong, physical attraction is a
part of a larger attraction, but not to the point where you are silently yelling to the
world, " Hey, I need to be seen and see you".
One of the greatest stories on beauty, blind faith, inner assurance and integrity I've
ever heard, came from the music industry. How one woman and her staff, stood by
the woman’s wishes to be heard and felt, not just seen and listen to. In today’s era
of music and popularity, this woman wanted to be judged by her talents and nothing
else. She realized that the mere essence of the music industry was and still is,
music. People may look the part, be transformed into talents with no talents. But in
the end, quality always outlast the falsely made. When she recorded her demo
album, and was ready to shop it to record labels, she prepared her biography packet
in unique fashion. She had her personal description about her, her sound,
influences and more, along with her music, proper credentials on legal
representation, appearances and more.