"going to the edge and back, one word at a time."
I got to thinking the other day on my commute drive home,(dangerous - I know),on a Wednesday at 4:23 p.m.,laid back driving on a two-lane country road,and you know what -everybody wants to go to Heaven but nobody wants to die,and I find that premise strange yet comforting after the oddness of accepting it finally …
Vernon,it's written all over your face,no matter which environment you are in.You wear it and they know it and they gaze into your eyes when they stand in front of you and never break away because......the connection of your baby blues with their tired prism'ed varieties......them feeling the same way but scared to express it …
They will no longer let us live in peace anymore,will they?Some of them.Most of them.Where the truth no longer sets anyone free,but,instead,the guilty elitist escape (unless it was one of us peasants),and the devil continues to roam around like a roaring lion,and the demons grin and feast and dance,meanwhile, the sacrifices forgotten -all for what?What …
You do not have time anymore. Time has us. The master of thieves. ... If you want to see the ocean, go see it. If you want to see a live band, go to that concert. If there is a dream you want to chase, go and try to manifest it. If you want to …
I once knew a little boy that was so full of life... he was never scared... he thought the world was safe... he ate Fruity Pebbles and watched old school Looney Tunes... he actually looked forward to the humid summertime heat... he had endless energy... he avoided work at all costs... he rode bicycles on …
( apply what you want - negate the rest )___________________________I'm thankful I have myself.I’m thankful that I take up more, now, for my own mental health and self esteem than I did in my twenties. I'm thankful I did not give up when the many occasions presented itself for me to do so.I'm thankful to …
This post is for the people who are on the down and outs. The discouraged. The dreamers. The blue collar backbone of our beaten world. The people who have nowhere else to turn to. The people who have three figures or less in their savings account, much less checking. The people who see more light …
There was this boy. He grew up in the rural South. He drank Pepsi Cola from glass bottles. He ate Nabs. He worked in tobacco fields at the age of twelve. He dreamed. His imagination was his escape. It was his portal. At a young age, he knew other realms existed. You just had to …
As Thanksgiving week dawns upon us, I think back over the past several months. I have seen things and people around me go from being oblivious, to being scared, to being quarantined, to being put on lockdown, to being full of rage, to being opened up in stages, to operating at some type of face-masked …
Hey! You! One day you are going to need to read this. You are going to need to hear it from yourself. One day you are going to be at your breaking point. At a point when you look around and you feel lost. Familiar is not going to feel so familiar, and home is …
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