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Harsh Reality


Where are You Lord? Why haven’t you saved me from my predicament? I’ve settled on the notion that my dilemma is all on me and only I can help myself. The only difference is faith and belief…the belief that if … Continue reading

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Doesn’t Anyone Want To Live Humbly Anymore?


The last time I heard this, I asked myself that very question. So, I began taking the initiative and began to slowly rid of excess material goods that I believed we could do without. Now, I say this with my … Continue reading

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When Air Isn’t The Only Thing We’re Taking In


It’s true…We may breath in air, to fill our lungs, but what about the things we take in through our eyes and our ears. All the nonsense that is broadcasted on the radio, on television, in the movies and anywhere … Continue reading

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Getting By Unscathed…


Keeping myself out of harm’s way, is essential for me. It is almost a goal that I try to achieve every single day. It works out best, when I need not be in public, but quickly dissipates, as I get … Continue reading

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The Best Intentions Are Out The Window, Literally…


I always leave my apartment, with the best intentions. I’m going to follow the speed limit, stop at every light, even occasionally let a driver cut-in, because it’s only fair, his exit is coming up. He used his turn signal, … Continue reading

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Wanting Peace, A Sign of Weakness?


What has this world come to, if violence is the solution, to getting a statement across. It has become the normalcy of getting the job done. Forget about finding peace, or living it for that matter. To be violent and … Continue reading

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A Living Hell, In My Subconscious


It seems my life is more vivid, during my sleep, than it is while I’m awake. In my dreams, I see, feel, encounter, cry, scream, touch and taste everything. It is truly horrifying, to have such things play out in … Continue reading

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