It’s odd to see the transformation discipline has taken over the course of my short life. When I was younger, and well before I was born, being disciplined was something everyone strived for. Growing up, I was raised by people who were a part of the Silent Generation and Baby Boomers; two generations whose core …
Something I continue to learn about life is that I have limited control over it. Whether it’s a big shift or a small choice, the decision is largely made for me. Perpetually floating downstream. Although I’ve found this to be liberating in some aspects of my life, in others I feel like the lack of …
I love writing everyday. I just hate that it’s for someone else. Or better yet, for something else. Something other than me. It cheapens the craft. The words come out, sometimes they even sound nice. But they have no power to them. If I put my hand over the flame it gets hot. I see …
Cool autumn breeze Floating through the trees Great another fucking poem about trees
A strange realization passed over me today. It came as I was watching a magnificent sunset. Hues of oranges, pinks, and white clouds filled the skyline. All the while, I had the unstoppable urge to try to film it. I’ve had this feeling before. Sometimes I observe something and immediately write it down. Funny moments …
The Bible speaks of the narrow gate. It explains that crowds choose the wide gate with a broad path but few choose the “‘difficult way”, despite it leading to eternal life. In fact, according to Jesus, few even find the narrow gate. As a kid, it was impressioned upon me that the gateway to eternal …
I need some time off My mind is tired my will, soft Soul forgotten in the bitter cold One day after another until I’m old A quick high preceding depths below Matters not for the log engulfed by the flow This feeling inside, joyfully numb Cursed by a past and what’s to come What’s the …