I’d like to highlight some things I’ve noticed since my absence from the gaming world. For context, the TL;DR version is that I’m thirty-three years old. In my twenties I was an extremely avid gamer. But at 27 my mother passed, and I gave up everything to pursue the writing career she always encouraged me … More To All Battle Royale Gamers
A Waste of Time How often do we fall for things that people say and do? How often do we wonder if the things they say are true? And when there’s doubt we call them out when stories don’t connect I wish I had a dollar for each lie that we collect What makes us … More A Waste of Time
A man enters a lonely room, we’ll call him Mr. Bad Another joins the other, Mr. Goodman, his comrade They act and play and do the things that all the people do And every time that Goodman wins folks’ love, Bad smiles too “Sure it’s great, I do not hate, for Goodman is the best!” … More The Good Die Young
I care not for opinions, the things I say are true My conscience guides and truth resides in action, not with you If you must talk then walk the walk, because otherwise You’re all the same, the fact remains, you’re jealous and unwise Weakness fosters hate for those who climb above the rest They try … More Persevere
Fame is not what it once was It did not do what it now does A King would rule, a Saint – anoint To serve the people – fame’s case in point Yes, fame is not what it once was So widely grasped for “just because” No noble cause, just pride and gain To serve … More Fame is Not What it Once Was
Hatred, malice, walls, no door Cities, countries, all at war Fighting just to stay alive Families struggling to survive A world of waste we’ve made, it seems Turned to gray our once blue streams Pillaged, they have done to Earth All just to increase their net worth Sickening, it is to me That they thought … More Cause & Effect
Softly cup my hand to ear As wind blows whispers that I hear Sadness, loss, regret they bring All shadows from my yesteryear Words escape me, ones I’ve lost I never knew how much it’d cost When I thought not to buy a ring The path I should, I never crossed Now I’m forced to … More Winds of Change
Some time ago, I sat upon a balcony, just staring on My mind, my thoughts, my very soul, sat wondering where it all goes I pondered whether, when we die, the scrolls are true, or just a lie And as I sat there, lost in thought, a child came, a book he’d brought Sitting down … More The Fear of Death
Come close, softly whisper all the secrets in your mind What’s buried in its darkest depths, shrouded and confined? Until the veil is lifted and what’s hidden is exposed No one knows just who you are; the truth is undisclosed So many fail to understand, refuse to comprehend Ignoring harsh reality for a world … More Piece of Mind
Never idle, on the move, ink pours on the page The force that drives, a needed guide, is with me on this stage I try to be an optimist, but sometimes I’m consumed by rage Thinking of how things are done and how they could so quickly change Yes all the world’s a stage you … More My Hands
My dearest Lilliana, Not a day goes by without my thoughts eventually falling upon you. Those carefree, restless nights spent together I always think of as I sit here in the trenches, covered in the grit and dirt that this advance has cast over me. Every day we are inching forward, further and further as … More Letter to My Lost: 2
My love. My all. Such memories do we share. Memories such as the times we’d awaken to the sun’s shimmering rays darting through the window, on those soft linen sheets as you’d rollover, greeting me with the morning’s first kiss. Memories of your fingers gently gliding, cusping the back of my neck, holding me as … More Letter to My Lost: 1
My Diary I lay in this bed with these thoughts in my head, looking at the blood that I bled when these pieces of my heart were all shred. These nights tear me apart, make me wish I could go back and restart the life that I’ve led so I can sew together the dangling … More My Diary
Some folks believe me Yet others still doubt It’s funny to me, really When I say what I’m about I’m climbing this here ladder Right in front of their blind eye Yet they still keep on hatin’ As if the fucks I give could fly So let me put this plainly These words, do not … More Doubt
Let’s take a moment and talk about the real deets Some of y’all are prolly thinking when’s he finally gonna peace Well I hate to say this but I’m actually kinda comfy here It’s really fun, it’s helped me write, and I’ve shed a couple tears The people here are just that, they’re the real … More This is Cozy
It’s times such as these When you want to say please What more can I do? What else will appease? All you want is a pat Maybe “Hey, way to go” Or “I’m proud of you, son” “It’s hard work, that I know” But none of it fits Beyond all my wits I can’t do … More Family Ties
“Alright, everyone. This evening we have an excellent opportunity to show these people just what we mean. We’ve tolerated centuries of oppression, decades of condescension, and countless years of bigotry! I say unto you all, stand up for your rights! Stand up for your freedoms! Stand up for the God Given, inherent capabilities of existing … More The Tiki Torches: 3
Oh my freakin’ God, guys Here we go again Just throw the leather ball, dude My team – it needs a win You really aren’t oppressed, guys And my moneys on the line So if you don’t deliver, then I’m trading you next time Leave politics to them, bro ‘Cause no one really cares Just … More The Other Side
The gloves are off! It’s heating up And when you think They’ve said enough They bounce right back To add a punch A right, a left This scribbling bunch Some shout, some SCREAM! Yet others wait Through subtle pokes Their points, they bait Until they land That final blow When socks blow off And minds … More The Writers Marquee
IMPORTANT: HUMAN BEINGS ARE VOLATILE, DANGEROUS, AND EMOTIONALLY UNPREDICTABLE ***Handle with utmost caution. Do not allow these creatures outside of the included habitat*** Setting her instruction booklet aside, the little girl takes one final look at her “teenie-weenies”, before clearing the tank to make room for her next batch of creatures. “Sorry little guys!! I … More For Better or Worse (Ch 8)
How the World Should Work 