Everybody thinks they’re smartest They do so much or work the hardest What if someone told you, nay That we all carry equal weight? I do not care anymore I’ll find what I am looking for Rising till I reach their floor Laugh at the lock then break the door It’s not a thing that … More Vice Versa
The Saint of Augustine I don’t care if people like me or if people think I’m wise Writing is the only place that I can go without disguise The ink that my quill writes with are the tears that pour down from my eyes I pulled it’s feather from my wing because the other’s feather … More The Saint of Augustine
I look up to the sky and ask “please tell me, where’s my Father at?” The only thing he gave me was His judgment and a baseball bat Looking back, it hurts so much that all I do is shake my head Take a sip to numb the pain and write things in an empty … More My Calling
I fear I’ll never know why they did the things that they did. Yet, counter-intuitively, this is the very question that lies at the bottom of every single shred of truth I find in my quest to understand these things called humans. Why? Why did they do what they did? This rudimentary, fundamental question has … More The Answer: 1
I hope the salary pleases I hope the suit’s a good fit I hope that big house makes you smile ‘Cause you sure made a racket of this Developing poison to make us feel good Exploiting weakness whatever the cost Researching drugs that just take the edge off Hooking them in and then leaving them … More Titans of Industry
Geez. All these changes of perspectives keep confusing me. One second I pick up an entry from our girl, the next I’m reading something scribbled by our man. And then there’s a random Overseer entry sprinkled in every now and then. It’s hard to keep up, dammit! Breathe. I should’ve known that this wouldn’t be … More Good & Evil: Chapter 26
So I’ve decided to dip into poetry, since it’s such an appropriate outlet for expression. Not to mention some of the greatest writers ever were poets (hashtagrolemodels). Reflections It’s not a dying art Unless we let it be Why forget the ways of old Of paint and poetry Our friends can give us comfort When … More Poetry
The following is the full response I received from Cortney Edmondson, the September 2016 featured Millennial for my monthly column at the local newspaper, The Wilson Post. Due to being constricted to a word limit, I use my blog as an outlet to post the full transcripts of my interviews. These transcripts contain a treasure … More Cortney Edmondson: Full Interview
The following is the full response I received from Julian Hayes, the October 2016 featured Millennial for my monthly column at the local newspaper, The Wilson Post. Due to being constricted to a word limit, I use my blog as an outlet to post the full transcripts of my interviews. These transcripts contain a treasure … More Julian Hayes: Full Interview
The title of this post is one with which we’re all familiar. After all, that’s what life is about, right? We work, we grind, we sacrifice, and we compromise – all with the intention of reaching a point where we can sit back, relax, and say “it was all worth it.” But do we ever … More The Pursuit of Happiness
In my quest to promote my book, I have to keep something in mind. There was one very specific reason as to why I wrote it. My original goal was to build my mom a library. After speaking with the city manager of the town which I’m from, I learned that our local library was … More Purpose
