Make Words Mean their Definitions Again!

Remember when words meant their definition? If I said literally, I meant something was not figurative. Yet now, figuratively is the new literally and I [insert whatever word you like regardless of definition] can't even Remember when tolerant meant tolerant? Even if you did not agree, you could tolerate differing opinions? Agree to disagree? Now,... Continue Reading →

Are you on Medium.com?

I just joined Medium.com - if you are on there/write on there, drop your info here so I can follow you! It seems like WP is a little dead lately, and I'm trying to find who is going where to write. I saw a post from V  and it gave me the idea to check... Continue Reading →

Who wrote your dictionary? Full post

Y'all haven't watched enough Jurassic Park, and it shows. What did we learn? Can man control life? Can man play god? What happens when man plays god? If we make a quick swap between dinos and viruses, I'm feeling like my weird low-key obsession with Michael Crichton and Jeff Goldblum is coming in pretty damn... Continue Reading →

Coping and Covid – Mental Health is just as important as washing hands

Just thinking out thumbs here: -As social distancing and isolation become a preventative measure, depression and anxiety will follow. -As social creatures, we need human interaction for our mental health. Those predisposed to depression tend to seek out isolation to deal with their mental torment. Isolation helps depression distort the mind. -Depression tells you everyone... Continue Reading →

That’s…So…Deep, bruh

What if everything I am is a culmination of the hopes, fears, dreams, wishes, nightmares, success, and failure of everyone who came before me? If I can believe that, then how much my desires, aspirations, hopes, wishes are mine or someone who came before me? How many of my fears, worries, limitations, and so forth... Continue Reading →

Covid Coffee Conversations (be like)

Covid Coffee Conversations (be like) I brewed a big pot of anger. Teeth and coffee beans grind. A carafe of my blackness spills on my coffee cup soul. Dripping onto the counter, and I don't even care. Cream and sugar hide it, but you and I know it's there. Silence sips on suggestion, waiting to... Continue Reading →

Wash Your Damn Hands!

Wash Your Damn Hands!   I feel the black fingers Curling around my white throat   The venom is seeping Though my eyes are still dry   Yesterday came to visit It brought a black horse   It whipped me and rode me ‘Til I made a choice   When Tomorrow came calling I was... Continue Reading →

Quest..I..on

Where few is too many Too many is not enough I'm caught with these answers To questions I didn't ask the more of this quest I am on I find the answers live solely in my imagination   Where I am like the dust in a sandstorm Trying to say which way the wind is blowing... Continue Reading →

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