Monthly Archives: December 2013

Beware of the “Wannabe Preacher”


I know for a fact every religion has these. Often times these people mean well and are actually devoutly faithful themselves. It is their “zeal” for their religion that causes them to overstep in my opinion. These are the “Wannabe Preachers” … Continue reading

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Footprint in the Snow


A footprint in the snow is found. Where did fleeting being bound? I see the scene clearly in my mind. It brings warmth to my heart of some kind. I can almost hear her giggle in the wind. My Anna, … Continue reading

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Life in a Glass


Sometimes I feel like I drink life in a glass. I have been an alcoholic before. I am not now, but I do have my addictions. I understand the concern, but sonetimes the clarity only comes when a drinks hand … Continue reading

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Blue Bottle


Such a pretty bottle never harmed anyone. The liquid inside sings a quiet melody when the cork is taken out. I place the glass close to my ear and hear my dreams whispered back to me. The voices sound muffled … Continue reading

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The Daily Opinion – Health


If you knew the exact day you would die would you live your life differently?

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Personal


I close my eyes and the pain stops. For without reality there is no now and I am able to hover within a second… for a second. I sense every nerve in my body. They stand at attention and await … Continue reading

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Killing Earth


I think it is sad that people, even scientist, still think it is possible that the world is too large for humans to destroy. We ARE destroying it; the evidence is there to see. The problem, as I see it, … Continue reading

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The Tower


It stands, tall and proud.A pillar to the world. A tower, split in half by color.Torn apart by choice. Alternating, its pattern of black and white stone.Beautiful to behold, yet strength is given up. For when visual orgies are the … Continue reading

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A Memory


I have a memory in my hand.Hurriedly I plant it in the land. I water it daily with my tears.I shelter it from all my many fears. Gradually it grows strong and tall.Proudly on display for all. Sadly, I do … Continue reading

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The Photo


It was at the bottom of the box. And yet it felt as if it was placed there, not left. A hidden memory, waiting to become a new memory. It is a treasure more valuable than gold. It is faded, … Continue reading

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The Lost Journals: Chapter One – Pg. 4


12/03/1981 – Journal Entry One Memphis, TN It has been a good year so far and I am thankful that it isn’t as cold as it normally is here in Memphis this time of year. I walked a lot today. … Continue reading

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The Drunken Ballad


Note: Inspiration plus several shots of Stranahan’s Whiskey. He sat on his stool with his lute and his cap. With a swig of his whiskey and a flourish of his hat. He sang a sad tale of tragic heroes gone … Continue reading

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Inspiration


How closely can inspiration be tied to emotional well-being? This can be one of the hardest parts about being a writer, the ability to separate one’s self from the moment. This is easier said than done, but one thing I … Continue reading

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Morning Dew


Morning light sparkles, diamonds in the rough be found. Morning dew trembles on unremarkable mound. A worker sits, his night shift done. Now it is off to the morning fun. But first he sits and drinks his morning dew. Letting his … Continue reading

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Awakened


Like a waking dragon, he rises tall. Stretching forth, magnificent, beams of morning light glisten off golden chest. Confidence, supremacy, these are qualities you once more exude. You stride forth, vigor renewed. A fresh look, a fresh face. And yet still the … Continue reading

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That was hard…


I am so glad I didn’t go to architecture school. That shit was hard to make… damn thing kept falling down! Bahumbug…

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Winter’s Night


“Crack,” the branches make a snapping sound in the night. “Meow,” the cat scurries across in fright. Pain, somewhere pain is being born. Despair, somewhere a dream is being torn. Laughter, breaks the darkness of the sky. Crying, both for … Continue reading

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The Coming Storm


I feel it coming. I do not know when it will come, but the Storm is coming. I feel it in my bones, down to my very soul. I see the laughter and cheer around me, blind fools. Do they … Continue reading

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Clearly I See


Crisp, the morning air almost hurts for me to breath. I blow fog with each breath I take. It is cold, cold and wet; I feel the damp grass slowly soaking my wool jacket. Above a bird of some type … Continue reading

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Tired


Lucid dream, lucid dream, do I wake. Fleeting dreams depart like waves from yonder lake. And yet still do I breath sleep’s fresh kiss. Now in stark reality do I surely miss. What will it take to dream again. This … Continue reading

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The Mirror


I stare at him. “You look tired,” I say. He stares back with scorn. The Korean death stare penetrates the glass. “Tired?” he scoffs, “Weak.” I glare back and mumble something incoherent. “What was that?” he snaps. “Nothing…,” I mumble … Continue reading

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The Library


This blog is my library; see the Roman style marble pillars lining the walls? Like a cathedral of knowledge, it awaits for any to enter. The knowledge held within these doors is not only my own, I see a different … Continue reading

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Bloggers Stop Caring So Much


You have to stop caring so much about who you might offend or what might be said. If rude comments bother you there is an easy solution, disable those suckers. If you do not want the world to see your … Continue reading

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Why Society hates the Wealthy


I never considered myself wealthy growing up. Rather, I never considered my family wealthy growing up. Maybe that is one huge reason people dislike the wealthy, especially those (such as I guess my younger self) that do not even appreciate … Continue reading

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The Protector


I am training to be a superhero. Let me stop and take a deep breath before this post. I am the proud father of two girls. Someone asked me once they said “why do you constantly read the news, doesn’t … Continue reading

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