Handsome Boy Modeling School (Featuring Róisín Murphy And J-Live) – The Truth

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Today’s song is the song The Truth by Handsome Boy Modeling School (Featuring Róisín Murphy And J-Live) from their album called So… How’s Your Girl?.

Many years ago, because of this song, I was possibly first introduced to some music by the music group (duo) Moloko but I could be wrong.


Lyrics (By Wikia.com)


Go to the mountain if you must
Go to the burning bush
Happy would ease your troubled mind
I’ll be prepared to stay behind

I know you better than you think I do
Don’t worry, dear, this is why I fell in love with you
The man in the looking glass
Is looking back at you at last

You can’t hide from the truth, because the truth is all there is
You can’t hide from the truth, because the truth is all there is
You can’t hide from the truth, because the truth is all there is
You can’t hide…

If happy times are too few and far between
It’s a pity, dear, we can’t erase the things we’ve seen
So disappear, vanish if you wish
Just go before you’re swallowed up by bitterness

And the truth is, you can’t hide from the truth
And the truth hurts, because the truth is all there is
I realized some time ago, that I would have to let you go

May not be true to say
That you’ll return one day
But in your present state
You may as well not be here at all
You wear a thin disguise
It’s from yourself you hide
Just take a look at us
We are heading for a fall

Now presiding in this court of hip-hop justice
my rap forte is judge, jury, bailiff, and prosecuting DA
Cause ceteris paribus, my modus operandi
it’s carpe diem whether de facto or de jure
Comprende? The people versus you and your sensei
Teaching that style of wordplay, weaker than Wednesday
Regardless of what your friends say, you’re all dissable
Stricken from the record, and deemed inadmissible
While this long arm of the law grabs the mic to
Shoot dope lines first and ask questions later
The def sentences of this Live litigator
To close a case tighter than the jaws of a gator
Stenographers are steady logging the jargon
That your counselors are barking in hopes of a plea bargain
But when you read back verbatim what they’re saying to persuade them
You’ll realize exactly how I played them
I come with the truth, whole truth, and nothing but
‘Cause the truth hurts just as much as fuckin’ with Live will
I brew skill with refills from now until
Plagiarizing emcees get their flows distilled

And baby, I won’t die without you by my side
As long as you return into these arms that burn
And baby, I won’t die, just take a look inside
Into these eyes that burn, come to these arms that yearn
I won’t die if you leave me high
I won’t die if you’re not by my side

And the truth hurts, because the truth is all there is

You can’t hide from the truth
‘Cause the truth is all there is

The end,

-John Jr

Sparring With An United States Marine

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I could not sleep for most of last night so I barely got any sleep last night, I did not voice record my dreams during this time, and so now I can barely remember part of my last dream.

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day, and I was riding in an automobile through a fictional city with my parent’s and my mom was driving.

As we were driving I probably realized that I needed to go to work, and so I asked my mom to drop me off at work because I would not have time to return to get my automobile.

My mom told me that she needed to go to a doctor’s appointment after dropping me off, and so she was not sure if she would be able to pick me up from work later but she would call me later to let me know if she will be able to pick me up from work or not.

As we drove to where I work I remember seeing a television military recruitment commercial for probably The United States Military (Armed Forces), probably The United States Marine Corps, and the television commercial showed some soldiers (marines) in civilian clothing sometimes in their civilian lives and then it would sometimes jump to showing them in their military uniforms (combat, dress, et cetera) in their military lives and I also saw scenes of them doing mêlée combat training with rifles with bayonets et cetera.

After the television commercial I probably saw several soldiers (marines) outside as we drove by, they were probably exercising and / or training or something like that, and then we reached the parking lot of the fictional place where I worked which looked like a one-story school-like office building next to a small field and park-like area.

My parent’s dropped me off and I said goodbye, they drove off, and the dream jumped in time to where I was leaving work now.

My mom must have not been able to pick me up because I started walking home, and during my walk I saw a man with dark-color skin with short black hair playing soccer while holding a baseball bat who seemed to be a soldier (marine) so I stopped to talk to him because I wanted to tell him about some of the mêlée combat that I saw in that television commercial and I was curious about sparring to see how well I do against a trained soldier (marine) in mêlée combat.

I greeted the man and we started to talk, he was possibly from Africa (African) and possibly had immigrated to The United States but I can not remember, and I was correct about him being a soldier and he told me that he was in The United States Marines Corps.

I told him that one of the reasons (there were several reasons) that I assumed that he was a soldier was because of how he was holding the baseball bat, and I told him about the television commercial that I saw.

After that I asked him if we could have a friendly sparring match with baseball bats as our weapons in place of rifles with bayonets so that I could test my melee combat skills (untrained) against a United States marine, and he agreed.

We then had a quick friendly sparring match but I can not remember the match, it was fun though and he probably complimented my skills, and maybe we called it a draw but I can not remember.

I thanked him and we shook hands, he probably said that he hopes that we meet again for a rematch and / or to play some soccer and that he would teach me some combat skills that he learned, and I said that would be nice and that I hoped that we would meet again.

We said goodbye, and I continued walking but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Pauline Croze – Voce Abusou

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Today’s song is the song Voce Abusou by the French musician Pauline Croze from her album Bossa Nova (2016).


Live Performance

Music Video

Lyrics (By Musixmatch.com)

Lyrics for Voce Abusou by Pauline Croze

Você abusou
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim

Mais je suis seul dans l’univers
J’ai peur du ciel et de l’hiver
J’ai peur des fous et de la guerre
J’ai peur du temps qui passe, dis
Comment peut on vivre aujourd’hui
Dans la fureur et dans le bruit
Je ne sais pas, je ne sais plus, je suis perdu

Você abusou
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim

Mais l’amour dont on m’a parlé
Cet amour que l’on m’a chanté
Ce sauveur de l’humanité
Je n’en vois pas la trace, dis
Comment peut on vivre sans lui?
Sous quelle étoile, dans quel pays?
Je n’y crois pas, je n’y crois plus, je suis perdu

Você abusou
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim

Mais j’en ai marre d’être roulé
Par des marchands de liberté
Et d’écouter se lamenter
Ma gueule dans la glace, dis
Est-ce que je dois montrer les dents?
Est-ce que je dois baisser les bras?
Je ne sais plus, je ne sais pas, je suis perdu

Você abusou
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim
Tirou partido de mim
Writer(s): Pierre Delanoe, Antonio Carlos Marques Pinto, Jose Carlos Figueiredo

The end,

-John Jr

Joseph Joestar’s Military Training In Italy?

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I went to bed very late last night and I woke up late this morning and I did not voice record my dreams during that time, and so now I can barely remember part of my last dream from last night which was confusing and unclear.

The dream seemed to be inspired by me watching several Japanese anime (animated) television shows on Cartoon Networks’s Adult Swim Toonami lineup, and this dream involved parts of a Japanese anime television show season of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure that ended last week called JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (Season 1) (Battle Tendency).

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it involved the animated character Joseph Joestar from the Japanese anime television show JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (Season 1) (Battle Tendency) , the military, military education and training, Italy, the Italian language, military vehicles, what looked like the side of my parent’s yard where the automobiles are parked, and some dream characters and some parts of the dream were animated while other parts of the dream were live action (like real life) so there was a blend of the two styles that I did not notice during the dream.

I remember seeing and hearing things about a military that was doing some military education and training for some of their soldiers in Italy (I assumed that this military was an ally of Italy, and that maybe this was also a joint training type thing), Joseph Joestar was one of these soldiers, and not only did I see and hear parts of these things but I actually got to communicate with Joseph Joestar and maybe one or more other dream characters by maybe telephone and later in person.

I got to see and hear soldiers driving and riding in military vehicles and doing various other types of training and education (including learning in a classroom, and various other non-combat things like that so it was not just combat training), and I assumed that they were learning the Italian language as well but throughout the dream I could find no evidence of them learning some Italian other than one male soldier with light-color skin saying one word that sounded Italian-like but it was probably not an Italian word.

I was disappointed and somewhat surprised that I did not see or hear or find any evidence of any of the soldiers using or learning Italian, I thought that this was a great opportunity to learn and use some of that language, and I thought that the military would at least want their soldiers to learn at least some of the basics of Italian while they are training there in that country.

At some point I remember being in my parent’s yard during either late in the afternoon or early evening when it was very dark gray outside, this possibly was in Italy but I am not sure, and I possibly saw some military vehicles drive by.

Joseph Joestar was riding one of these military vehicles, and he stopped and / or got out to talk with me.

We had already talked over the telephone before probably, and so now we were talking in person.

Joseph Joestar was one of the dream characters in this dream who were animated, some other dream characters and / or some other parts of the dream world were animated, but most of the dream world (the environment, vehicles, et cetera) was live action (normal).

We talked about various things, including his experiences so far in Italy with his military training and education, and I probably brought up the topic of learning Italian and how it seemed that him and the other soldiers were not even trying to learn or use some of the language.

There was more to this dream, but that is all that I can remember of this dream now.

The end,

-John Jr

Being Hunted By Men In Black?

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Unfortunately I can not remember most of this dream from last night, and the parts that I do remember are unclear and they probably contain some errors.

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during a nice day in a fictional city, I was possibly in a park or field with a group of people, and maybe a group of men wearing black suits and maybe black sunglasses showed up but I can not remember what they did or what they said at first or if they said anything before what happened next.

At first I assumed that these men were government agents of some kind (maybe intelligence agents or something) or private agents or men in black or something like that, but I had no idea even in the dream.

I am not sure what happened exactly but I assume that they were after a small group of us in the crowd who were possibly special in some way (maybe some of us had superpowers (special abilities) or had special skills or there was something unique about some of us that they were interested in), and either the men in black and / or some police and /or private security started killing people.

The small group of special people and I escaped from the park or field as they killed the assumed non-special people, and more people arrived to help the men in black kill people like maybe SWAT-like people and FBI-like agents and eventually soldiers and / or mercenaries.

The small group of special people and I ran to a multi-story house or building, and we went to the top floor to hide and try to decide what to do next.

They quickly figured out where we were and the soldiers and / or mercenaries and other reinforcements were arriving to our location, and so some of us decided that we should all run in different directions.

I was able to jump from the window, maybe I could jump higher than normal, and I jumped in the back yard and then I jumped the fence.

I ran through back yards in a nice middle class and / or upper class neighborhood jumping over fences, avoiding dogs so that they would not bark, and then I hid in the back yard of one middle class or upper class home because I saw a boy with light-color skin in the back yard talking with his mother who also had light-color skin.

I hid as they talked until I was able to sneak past them and jump their fence, and I continued running and jumping and hiding until I reached an interesting place that seemed to have a maybe miniature golf course and several kiddy swimming pools and a parking lot and one or more small buildings with maybe a 1970s tropical tourist stop / rest stop-like style where people could maybe eat and drink and relax and enjoy some entertainment.

Maybe in the parking lot I saw a parked car with my former classmate SS and his younger brother MS (who is also a former schoolmate of mine) sitting inside it, and so I quietly opened the door to their car and I sat inside it without them noticing.

Eventually they noticed me, they asked me how do I do that, like I have sneaked up on them before but I can not remember my response.

I told them that I was in serious trouble and that I needed their help, I told them that them helping me and me being with them was also putting them in danger, and so I could not stay with them long.

I then realized that I had my mobile phone, I realized that the men in black and others could probably track me and listen my conversations using my mobile phone, and so I turned off the location setting and I turned off my mobile phone and I took out the battery and I considered throwing it away but I decided to hold on to it for now.

I told my former classmate SS and his brother MS to do the same, after we all did this I told them that some people were after me, and I told them that we should drive while we do this in case the people after me arrive to the last location where my mobile phone sent a signal.

While we drove I explained the situation to them and I asked them if they would drive me away from the area and drop me off quickly and they agreed, I gave them some advice on avoiding getting caught up in my situation, and what to do if they did get caught so that they could get out of the situation alive and well.

We probably briefly talked about the past and present and future.

I thanked them for the help and I said my goodbyes in case this was the last time I ever saw them, I once again gave them some advice on what to do next to help keep them safe, and then they drove away.

I did not have them drive me too far away because I did not want to spend much time with them to reduce the chances of them getting caught up in this situation, and then I started my plan of trying to stay out of sight while trying to decide what to do next.

I was possibly considered eventually sneaking back to the house or building that the other special people and I had briefly hid in, I assumed that after they cleared it that they would not think that any of us would come back there, but I was not sure if that was a good idea or not so I continued moving trying to stay out of sight.

I wondered how many people had survived, I wondered if they (the men in black and the others) were trying to kill the special people and I or were they trying to capture us, I wondered what their agenda was and who were they and who did they work for, I wondered what was so special about us, and more but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

The Prime Minister Of Japan Kissing Women In A Village

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I remembered one or more other dreams last night but I kept going back to sleep without voice recording them, and so now I can only barely remember the end of my last dream from last night.

All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that I was possibly inside a dimly lit or dark room watching maybe a low-quality video, and this assumed low-quality and / or strange-looking video was filmed in an unknown country.

A fictional short somewhat strange somewhat creepy somewhat older man who was The Prime Minister Of Japan was walking through a village smiling in this unknown country like he was visiting this country and was taking a tour through this village, and the camera was zoomed in closely on him so at first you could not see if he had bodyguards and security with him or not.

The village possibly looked somewhat like this, but I do not think that it was in Europe and I assumed that it was maybe somewhere in Asia but even in the dream I did not know what country this took place in:

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The Prime Minister Of Japan walked around the village smiling with a somewhat creepy smile, and he kept stopping to kiss random women.

The kisses were not the friendly greeting type of kiss either, they were the slower and sloppier and nastier sexual-type of kisses with probably a lot of tongue, and this seemed very inappropriate for a prime minister to be doing (especially in public).

It seemed that this was not an unusual thing for this prime minister to be doing, I assumed that he was the type who was more open about this and who probably went around having sex with random women around the world, but that was my assumption from seeing how he acted and his facial expressions and the way that he walked and the way that he dressed et cetera.

There were people in the village standing outside their houses and buildings and some who were probably following The Prime Minister Of Japan, welcoming him, and it was almost like a parade.

I am not sure how many random women he kissed but he kissed a lot of women, and at some point a man in the crowd yelled something angrily in maybe Japanese at The Prime Minister Of Japan but I could not see the man because the camera was still too zoomed in on the prime minister.

I could not understand what was said but I assumed that the man was angry and disgusted by the prime minister walking around kissing random women like that, and the man probably told him that he should be ashamed of himself but that was my wild guess.

The Prime Minister Of Japan smiled and probably laughed confidently, and then I saw a rock flying at the prime minister that was probably thrown by the man who had yelled at him.

It hit The Prime Minister Of Japan in the chest, it did no damage though, and somehow the prime minister was now an older short woman now who was wearing different clothing and I did not notice that the prime minister had changed into a different person magically because the change happened when the camera briefly looked away to show the rock flying in the air.

The now female Prime Minister Of Japan became angry, and she started yelling something angrily in Japanese that I translated to mean: “Security!” even though I did not understand what she said.

The Prime Minister Of Japan was furious that the man had dared to hit her with a rock, and then the prime minister’s male bodyguards and security ran to shield her and get her to a safe location and keep everyone back.

The Prime Minister Of Japan yelled something else to her bodyguards in Japanese that I did not understand, but I translated it to mean: “Get him!”.

Two male bodyguards wearing suits and who spoke American English and who seemed to be from either North America or Europe and who seemed like trained and experienced bodyguards (with maybe some military special forces experience), one with light-color skin and maybe one with medium-color skin but I can not remember, were yelling orders to the rest of the bodyguards and security as they ran to tackle the rock thrower.

I thought that it was odd that The Prime Minister Of Japan seemed to maybe have some American and / or European bodyguards who seemed to possibly be the head of her security team.

The two bodyguards tackled the man who threw the rock, and the man kept trying to resist while yelling things in Japanese.

The now female Prime Minister Of Japan was already moved from the area and her bodyguards and security were keeping everyone back and were forming a perimeter, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

An Outdoor NBA Game With Dennis Rodman?

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I had a second dream last night but I forgot to voice record it after I woke up, I probably falsely assumed that I had already voice recorded it, and so I can not remember that second dream at this time because I did not think about the dream again until later in the day when I realized that I did not voice record it but I did voice record the first dream.

All that I can remember of the first dream from last night is that maybe my mom was in the dream during the earlier parts of the dream but I am not sure, and at some point I remember walking up a road that was somewhat like a fictional version of the road that BB’s Grocery Store should be on.

At some point I reached an area on the right side of the road where maybe an outdoor NBA basketball game was going on with a small crowd of people standing around watching, and Dennis Rodman was one of the basketball players who was playing in the game but I can not remember who else was playing but I assume there were some other basketball players from the past playing as well among some unknown basketball players.

For some unknown reason I wanted Mr. Rodman’s team to win, near the end of the game there was a distraction that happened that I can not remember when it was time for some free throw shots, and someone (maybe Mr. Rodman) told me to sneak and shoot a free throw shot when no one was looking so that they could probably win the game and supposedly I was told that this would not be illegal.

I did this without the other team noticing, and briefly after this the game ended without me knowing who won the game exactly.

My brother CC was there with me as we were about to leave, and an unknown woman with light-color skin with long red hair who somewhat looked like maybe a combination of Tori Amos and Mary McDonnell wearing dress clothes joined us as we walked with most of the crowd to a shopping center somewhat further up the street.

The unknown woman and I probably talked as we walked to the shopping center, even in the dream I probably did not know who she was or why she joined us, but maybe she was trying to get close to me.

Once we reached the shopping center many people were getting pizza at an outdoor / maybe indoor Little Caesars, we were going to get some pizza as well, but then I noticed that my brother CC was gone.

The unknown woman told me that my brother CC went to the bathroom, I wanted to wait until he gets back before ordering pizza, but she said that we should order the pizza now and she sent me to get the pizza at the Little Caesars.

The line was shaped like the letter U and the line was pretty long, and so I waited in line.

At some point a male employee who was outside tried to hand me some change by mistake, I told him that the money was not mine, and he apologized and he handed the change (money) to the correct person.

I can not remember if I ordered my pizza before this or not, but I remember seeing my former male classmate AM sitting on the ground on some grass next to the building and line of people so I walked over and greeted him and I sat down near him.

Across from him was the professional wrestler Ric Flair who was wearing one of his fancy blue and maybe white and maybe silver robes that he used to wear during his ring entrances, Mr. Flair looked very old, but he was still pretty much the usual Ric Flair.

I started talking with my former classmate AM and Ric Flair, I probably mentioned something that happened to me in the real world last night where I was taking a bath when I got a terrible stomach muscle cramp or something, and I remember Mr. Flair making some jokes about it.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream before I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr