P.A.R.D.O.N. Me, Do You Have a Moment?

If we only took the time to breathe and think for a moment, instant communication could be one of our greatest tools. Instead, we’ve allowed it to be our biggest downfall. We’ve allowed it to be the wall that separates us from each other.

What year is this?

Have any of you seen the movie Jumanji? Do you remember at the beginning of the movie when Robin Williams’ character first appears out of the game: “What year is it?” I’m starting to feel that way, myself, within this stage of my life I find myself in. I was laid from my job a few…

Looking Down

Those above, never look below. Trees do not concern themselves with the ground below, as their roots plunge deep Those that walk the earth consider not, the tiny creatures underneath their feet Ones who float the wind on wings, haven’t a thought for what they expel on those below Clouds that crowd away the blue, never…

Courage Through Love

We walk in obscurity Testing each new stone Teetering on hope Swaying through fear Rancor bubbles below A viscous hurdle Threatening to surge And bind us fast To baleful minds And bankrupt hearts To pollute our will And deflate courage Yet through the struggle One thought remains clear A fierce light, undimmed Rings truer now…

Sin Corazón Duro

Mas de mañana pero menos de ayer, te odio Sin corazón duro, sin mala fe Yo confiaba en ti, pero no No. Mas que el corazón Tu querias amor de los demás Querías amor encontrado Entre las piernas a mujeres Las que no pueden darte El respeto que querías Porque no pudieron Respetarse a sí…

Confusion

Check out this great response that Creating K.I.N.G.S wrote in response to my last post “Through the Lens”. It’s fantastic! So humbling to have inspired something in someone else. Please do check out the rest of his blog, he’s always a joy to read.

Through the Lens

Some people, I think Are meant to walk alone in this world Traveling the rubble path of life Viewing what should be vibrant In a lack luster fade Through travel dusted, cracked lenses That were once rose hued What was once a happy memory Now disfigured by the water stains Painted onto their lenses By…

Idiocracy

We are the problem in society. We as a people are the ones who excuse, condone, enable, and allow anything and everything that happens in our world. This is not to say that we have the ability to stop everything, some peoples’ actions are just out of our control. With that being said, we have…

Well Meaning Exclusion

When is sympathy not enough? At what point do we decide that a person’s attempt at caring about our struggles is deficient, and we want only the camaraderie of those who can empathize?

Cheeseburgers & Pretty Flowers

There’s conflicting beliefs on what makes you the person you are. Some believe that several of our personality traits inherent and we were born with them; while others believe our personality is molded by our upbringing. Personally, I think that people are confusing inherent personality and learned perceptions. Look back on your life and think about…

Blank

My mind, at times, feels like an abyss. A great yawning maw of nothingness. Standing on the precipice I’ll look down searching for an idea, but see only a murkiness that slowly fades down into a dark blank cavern. It’s as if I hope some idea will pop up within the crevasse and slowly float…