Good thing we don’t rely on the news like we used to. Because if we were the paranoia of our world going to shit would be that much more apparent. Many of the “benefits” of technology. Algorithms & search bars help keep us focused on ONLY what matters to us…

Great thoughts have died by my bedside under the darkness of night. Others have lived full days of remembrance, all to fade away suddenly. Memories are not as easy to recall, and my mind has no intention of allowing me to remember. …

I don’t even feel like it anymore. Like I lose all motivation. I have no idea why but things. Regular things just don’t keep me interested. I was so into writing and getting ideas out. now it’s almost a pain in the ass to type any semblance of a paragraph…

This is for you. You fucks, you self-serving pricks who take good people for granted. Who leave them scarred and damaged because you couldn’t be real with yourself. Much less the people you claim to have cared for. This is for you and the lies you live. Smiling and going…

Most times to be kind has its tragic pitfalls. After all, how could we assume we are that much more evolved than the animals we exploit. Ourselves included. How could we assume we’d be above the natural laws of survival. Tragic pitfalls of kindness to those hungry to exploit it. …

Count me among your numbers. Placed where we do not belong. One of the many who in spite of the guidance provided by others, just do not fit. Those who seem to have it all figured out, mostly do not. We see through all that. All to be surrounded by…

Hmm… I heard it once or twice. That everything has a price. From hot water to the coldest of ice. Left here to instill fear and entice power. Street fights for an apple pie slice. Late nights my mind ran those very same streets in search of insights. Men might…

The Importance Reinvention I could just sit here and be the same old same. A repeated rewashed and rinsed version of who I used to be. Or I could grow. I could break free of the past cliches and expectations. To dare to be something new and maybe just maybe…

This whiskey makes me impatient. It makes me want you now. I don’t know if need is the right word, but to have you close would warm this cold heart of mine. To hold you and express what these words could not. The way I think about you seems non-stop…