My eyes opened. I was awake and not sure why. I turned to my side and looked at the clock and it was 5:24am – the flashing lights of the alarm lit up the entire room- it blinked to a dull rhythm. Then muted in the distance I heard the phone ring and my heart … Continue reading The Flowers Still Blossom
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Geworfen
Part 1: Today is a Wednesday and for the most part, as far as the world is concerned, it is a day of very little significance. There are wars being fought, people dying and people being born. Today is normal. However, as far I am concerned, today is very different. Today is the day … Continue reading Geworfen
Mobile Misogynist
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