Poetry, Prose & Philosophy from Life
For whom do we mourn when we weep to the witness of death? ’Tis the deathly departed… Our own death imparted… The desire wholehearted… . . . . to be born when we weep to the witness of sobbing breath. For whom do we plant our purpose beyond pure fated futility? ’Tis the beloved, ’tis … Continue reading Who’s Afraid to Bake A Cake
Hey there, yes you— the kid in the back. With your constant clatter and chatter. Do not talk back Hey there, yes you— the kid in the room. With your deliberate defiance. Do not assume. Hey there, yes you— the kid in the hall. With your nagging and non-compliance Do not befall. Hey Kid, do … Continue reading Drug Free(dom)
The rainbow of the internet has only two colors. And this is the way people like it to be. So abhorrently opposed to seeing the other colors. And this is the way people want it to be. If only one color ever existed in the world. They'd ironically persist on inventing more. Hidden behind words of virtuous … Continue reading Am I Easy?
What if race was an illusion and what if nobody knew this? What if you could get a pair of glasses that allowed you to the view people without race and everybody looked the same. What color would everybody be? Absence of color: black? All color: white? Neutral: grey? Maybe we’d be a color that … Continue reading The Glass Onion
As a child I dreamed of living among the dinosaurs, like the Flintstones in fact.My family supported this fantastic delusion of mine with oh so perfect tact. As a child I dreamed of living in outer-space with The Jetsons and others alike. I knew this was silly, but it was nice to dream of what the future … Continue reading Meditations on Happiness
He wakes every morning at six AM without fail; followed by a morning prayer – his head in the shower. He dresses in neat pressed clothes that smell stale; followed by a morning commute- his head in a shadow. He promptly arrives at work in his cheap pick-up truck; then devours a cheap breakfast … Continue reading Complacent & Christian
For what I can remember, every night, throughout my entire life has gone through, for the most part, the same process. The process is, generally speaking, quite anxiety provoking and it’s something that I prefer to avoid. I have gathered from this, that this is the reason for my proclivity towards staying up late- being … Continue reading First Meditation from Last Meditation
I know another man. He awakes each morning to soft chimes from his iPhone; then scrolls facebook, tumblr, path and twitter as prone. He reTweets and shares some articles on Mother Jones; solely based on their titles, to him they are complete unknowns. He climbs in the shower and washes his body face and … Continue reading Hubris and Hedonism
Part 1, Escape All of this started several Sundays ago while I was minding my own business and doing my normal Sunday things. I woke up, made coffee, took the dog for a walk and then took a nice long shower. But afterward, I went back to bed, as I was feeling especially lazy … Continue reading Escape and Release
I want to tell you a story about a man, a man I know. He is not special or exceptional, by any stretch. He is adequate in looks and mental capacity. Perhaps, even below. He is a man of the lord and he wraps his existence around his proclivity of faith. He does not have … Continue reading Mobile Misogynist
Nothing's Sacred 