Of Our Making

Crafting things has been a thing, I’d say since around the age of three or four. I remember being inspired by a toy crane with a construction worker figurine as the operator during a visit to one of my dad’s friend’s homes. It was a toy his son had, and I remember the unique smell of the plastic figurine. It’s funny how an odor can … Continue reading Of Our Making

Rest

I finally saw the man for who he was, underneath the callous front. The squint eyes and lines surrounding, permanently carved from scowl. The dark complexion and piercing stare. He never said much, and when he did it was polluted with negative energy. That guy, me, in the mirror. I’m finding something within myself that has been brought to surface in recent times. It has … Continue reading Rest

You Win

It has been in my head lately that most people have a desire to one up the universe. The natural flow of things is somewhat difficult to put into words in context to what I mean by the desire to get it over on the universe. Simplistically, I can say that humans need to feel comfortable while facing the unknown. I thought about this all … Continue reading You Win

With So Much

My friend Jeff was a beautiful soul and a kindred spirit. His simplicity towards life was something I admired. Even though I never asked him very detailed questions about why he’d chosen to live his life the way he did, I gathered my own assumptions. That was good enough for me at the time. Jeff was a man I had known since my childhood. I … Continue reading With So Much

Hammer and Nail

Maybe it is safe to say that I’m analytical because of the past? There was always a deep desire to do as daddy instructed: use my own two hands to figure it out. My father was barely engaged in my passions to create things. I believe my friends and I wanted a skateboard ramp when he said, “You have two hands, figure it out.” That … Continue reading Hammer and Nail

Eden

Nature showed me the true definition of love. I have been walking in nature for as long as I can remember. It always furnished a peace that wasn’t achievable in certain times throughout the life at home. Growing up with my grandparents, the neighborhood provided the safety for exploration. I could walk the creeks and trails of the wooded areas, climb rock faces at the … Continue reading Eden

Absence Of Embrace

A calloused heart is what I saw in him. My father-in-law and I had a conversation about the man who murdered a family not far from our homes. We live in an area that is known for being neighborly, and the atmosphere surrounding our blocks seems to be picturesque, with a type of quietness that is inviting. Until, one night not long ago, a man … Continue reading Absence Of Embrace

Sweet Resilience

Hidden inside the box, life was much easier.  In ’97-’98 I was living with my father, but I think I began to notice those things that struck me as odd before moving in. The visits to his dumpy duplex in the middle of a very run-down part of the city always seemed to put me in a peculiar state. Pulling up to the grey and … Continue reading Sweet Resilience

Ashes To Ashes

The life I once lived has a way of creeping back into my life when it is addressed by others. It is probably safe to say that all people have parts of their lives that they would rather forget about. A brief conversation with someone I love touched on things from days that are no longer here. Yet, like most, it was clear that the … Continue reading Ashes To Ashes

Ego Of Man

If any form can emanate love, whether it be animal, human with any belief or religion he or she adheres to, or even the forms of nature we see in things such as the Lotus flower, then why is Christianity exclusive? The ego of man and his Church does not equal the message of Jesus and his Ecclesia! Continue reading Ego Of Man

Yeah…

At 2:59 a.m., I sit a type out the truth of my life. It is not of any use to anyone but me, but being able to do so helps. I’m tired. My back has been hurting for the last eighteen or so hours and I am up way too early. I have to work all day and, to be honest, I would call in … Continue reading Yeah…

Hubris

They all believe they are correct.  As winter is approaching, I am spending more time indoors. We have been blessed with some unseasonably warm weather here in the Ohio Valley, but the annual transition to consistently cooler weather is beginning. It is bringing me to more of the indoor piddling and reading that I typically spend my time doing during the cold months. I also … Continue reading Hubris

Bad News And Blunder

The past few days have been comical. Although some of the content of my recent days has not been anything to laugh at, the unbelievable works of people involved in that content has me shaking my head. I have (very lightly) been following the political banter and I am amazed of just how ridiculous a fly on someone’s head has become. The, not even funny … Continue reading Bad News And Blunder

The Rushed Descent

I watched the beautiful sun setting yesterday evening, and something occurred to me. It’s been a rough season for me personally. Outside of the pandemic and all of its trace consequences, I’ve had quite a bit of distress of my own. This virus crap is minimal within my worries. I believe death is not only inevitable but it is also something that we cannot focus … Continue reading The Rushed Descent

Finding

The ability to see that we’re nothing more than elements bonded like all things before But unlike the inanimate I realize this fact and how realization is possible isn’t exact The mind made from dust same found in space searches for answers to this puzzling place People speak of genius and ignorance flip side but no one can answer how we live and die No … Continue reading Finding

Outside Of The Box Is Love

How sweet of them, to leave such valuable donations. Soiled, pizzle-stained mattress; sofa in part Vomit for the next baby to securely be seated in. How wonderful! A pillow with louse! The hearts of the generous–giving their trash for a good cause, and leaving the next heart broken. Continue reading Outside Of The Box Is Love

Revisiting

An old writing of mine, revisited.   Collected Fragments Of My Time– August, 2018 The memories of my grandfather and his work shed. There was an addition off to the side of a one car garage that was made into his work area. The small space was a place where he frequently spent his time. As a young boy, I would venture out to watch … Continue reading Revisiting

Rise Above

It’s been a relief as I have recently been able to let a toxic person go. Today marks the triumphant first day of letting someone go–a someone whom became an obvious fake over the course of a few months. A man I’ve been conversing with here at the Press had (and I say had with a sigh of relief) been watching my blog from a … Continue reading Rise Above

Observing

How other people view us, really, isn’t relevant. It seems as though the last several years have brought a focus that wasn’t as prominent as it had been in years past. Popularity of social media, the lax commutations we have adapted, such as texting, tweeting and so on (anything one can identify as means), has really changed society in negative ways. With it all, a … Continue reading Observing

Ethic

Willingness to adhere to one’s own “norm” can sometimes lead to big trouble. I must say, the last few years have been a challenge within my personal life. In many aspects, I have learned to change. These aren’t subtle changes, as they had been a huge part of who I was as a person. As I share, keep in mind that these specific changes have … Continue reading Ethic

Lord

BOLD is the word that we use. Bold is the look that have upon our face as we accuse. BOLD is the finger of contempt. Bold is the authority that we claim to hold in our lordly attempt. BOLD is thinking we have the right. Bold is the correction we sternly give to their internal fight. BOLD is not lowly. Bold is the silent killer, … Continue reading Lord

All The World’s A Stage

I have this human experience, yet, I am of spirit. It is interesting to think about: the unlimited ways in which we are fully human. Can one describe the complexities of the human experience without becoming exhausted? It would take years to do so. It is evident that people spend most of their time in the human form trying to figure and make sense of … Continue reading All The World’s A Stage

I Left It Somewhere Along The Way

I’m a little bit less joyous these days, and I sometimes wonder why. Things kind of lost their luster — not as bright through this same eye. I told myself, ‘It’s just a season.’ How long can a season be cold? It’s not a frigid season, but, this needless chill gets old. I long for a time when laughter and smiles were abundantly there for … Continue reading I Left It Somewhere Along The Way

Replay

Running back to yesterdays Different times and different ways Choosing to relive another time Picking up what we left behind Maybe reliving will be better now Perhaps how we were then will be pleasing somehow We think this but then we find those things were better left behind Trying again is such a waste We had left the old familiar space because the life no … Continue reading Replay

Insomnia Show

The mind never pauses. Even when tired, and during those sleepless nights, it crawls. Pushing its way through the perceptions of senses — firing and short-circuiting. The hare and the tortoise compete. With eyes falling silently closed, the vision of our creative element performs — our personal Hamlet, on the fly. As lids open, the rushing and random remains: ‘What did I do with that……………is … Continue reading Insomnia Show

Gone Fishing

I figured I’d write how I honestly feel, as writing has become how I personally deal. Inevitable sins in which I commit, accompanied by sadness and true feelings of s?@t. Throw in mental problems that I’ve battled so long and receive the pure dread of hell when I’m gone. Church screwed up my head and pride of the men who claimed they were “called” brought … Continue reading Gone Fishing

In Tune With You

I listen to a lot of music, especially on the weekends. I can honestly say that I’ve been through just about every genre the world has to offer, with the exception of the one’s that I cannot tolerate. Music has always been a part of me. I recall my house always being filled with an ambiance of a beat of some sort. My mother and … Continue reading In Tune With You

Piously Preachy

I cannot help but think that other brothers love to compare They study you and I and hope we aren’t aware They look at us with disgust and quote their tattered Bible Finding reasons to belittle God’s children as if their judgment is viable Pick a particular sin, kind sir and pick on me today Pick one that you’re not guilty of and declare how … Continue reading Piously Preachy

Daft

The toxic grip of others; the hold they have upon the man or woman who is simply trying. Do they find pleasure in control? Do they look to find faults within another, with the hope that their own faults will soon flee them? What a miserable lie to tell one’s self. The damning shame we carry. Our peace is broken apart by the daily pick … Continue reading Daft

All The Lovely People

I’ve been humbly accepting of the way things are lately. With that being said, things are kind of all over the place. My faith, my family turmoil, my patience, my frustrations and my ability to care all that much about the overall impact it all is making on me (and mind you, I’m still being kind to others around me, regardless of my inner struggle), … Continue reading All The Lovely People

Semblance

A little crazed flirting with the images created and then some A little proud presenting to the world a beautiful image that is ugly A little too human for the righteous to consume No thank you given and no extended thoughts of empathy A little love but not much A little validation that which keeps number one number one A godly man of his own … Continue reading Semblance

Humbled By Sight

These hands: They are scarred and stained. They carry a number of memories. They’ve held a number of chains, and keys. They defend. They comfort. These feet: They have walked many miles. They have kicked the habits, the enemies to the curb, and they will walk until they cannot anymore. They are holding. This heart: Stressed, yet staunch. Bleeding. Loving through the hatred. Able, and … Continue reading Humbled By Sight

Looking Up

I’m not convinced that sharing our every thought is a good thing. We are bombarded by so much social interaction, and it is right there, in our faces, twenty-four hours a day. The news feeds, social media sites, WordPress — all of these platforms where people are giving their personal voice to the public. So, what does all of this feed us? I know what … Continue reading Looking Up

Soapbox Sabotage

Why do His children fool themselves by believing the obvious lies? Pulling wool over their own faces; blinding prideful eyes. Point to Scripture — and if they don’t like — they talk and talk some more. They talk around the sin at hand, while tiptoeing for the door. If in error, or if doctrine corrected, the proud man makes excuse. If you back it up … Continue reading Soapbox Sabotage

A Name in Vain

All the good children are throwing their stones as they’re tearing the flesh and breaking the bones Telling the broken how they are so wrong and how their faith is not really and truly that strong Flock in the fancy and glorified temple no longer of humbleness or love that is simple Give your whole life to a small circle of cult Keep out the … Continue reading A Name in Vain

The Short Distance

Time is not on our side. The clock is ticking–counting down. Life began in a flash, and it ends the same way. We breathe in life, and exhale our demise.   The heart and brain. The skeletal structure. All of the fibers and… the blood.   The imagery gathered by the eyes that examine. The mind that translates. Tasting, touching and feeling; sensing what our … Continue reading The Short Distance

Killing Us Softly

Today is one of those days when I am done with trying so hard to tell myself that I’m not going to hell. In this very moment of my life, I am thinking that I’ll probably end up there. I’ll explain… This whole blog of mine is centered around the living Christ and the work He has done, does and will do in me. So, … Continue reading Killing Us Softly

We Are Stardust

I think it is just fascinating that we are made up of the things the cosmos contain. It’s intriguing to observe the true contents of our flesh and bone structure. Almost 99% of our bodies, according to the Wikipedia website, are constructed of oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium and phosphorous – the same elements found throughout the entire universe. Awesome! What’s even more intriguing, even … Continue reading We Are Stardust

The Reality Of A Man

Broken windshield and burned out taillights Punched in walls and empty pockets No money for food, just for booze Morning is here What misery can he find? Maybe a negative thought to brighten his day Perhaps a scratch off to cry about after instant loss The world is to blame!!!! Misfortune will come tomorrow Again, and again Nothing to win over a day of peace … Continue reading The Reality Of A Man

One Of Two Ways

How often others are so incredibly determined to seek and destroy, simply because they themselves are already destroyed in some way. From here on out, there will be a small group of atheists peeking at my posts and seeking an opportunity to cut me down. It’s been a tough last few days going back and forth with these people who desire to pull anyone and … Continue reading One Of Two Ways

As We Point Down From Our Throne

The things that we choose to preserve within ourselves; the personal convictions, necessary boundaries and the yea or nays. We all have a tendency to be the way that we are because of values, experiences, learned behaviors, the many hurts, hang-ups and, of course, there is the sinful condition. We are complicated characters. Where do we go with it all? What do we do with … Continue reading As We Point Down From Our Throne

A Reminder Of Peace In The Vastness Of Space

I’ve always been fascinated by a clear night sky. The light against the blackened backdrop. Each star and galaxy, appearing as a shimmering dot to my eye. To know that one could travel at the speed of light and never reach those places. The emptiness, full of so much that we will never know. The mysterious splendor of it all. A created universe, I believe, … Continue reading A Reminder Of Peace In The Vastness Of Space