Category Archives: Writings

Honorable Man

My father has had an amazing influence on my life. He’s raised me to be the person I am today, and I can’t thank him enough for that. I love him, a lot. And I wrote this to try to convey some of the intense feelings of gratitude I have for him, and all that […] Continue reading

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A house not home.

This is the story of a friend of mine. She grew up in an abusive home, totally devoid of any actual love. She’s come a long way since then, but I thought I’d share this in case anyone has a friend in a similar situation, or has been in one themselves. You may be able […] Continue reading

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A Little Drummer Boy.

As we begin to learn more about the life of Jesus, his ministry, and the values and truths that he taught his disciples, (or, more accurately, as we learn more and more how much we have yet to learn,) we start to notice things that we otherwise would not. “Little Drummer Boy” is a tune […] Continue reading

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Woman of Love.

I love my mother, fair and simple. She’s raised me to be a loving, caring young man, and I can’t thank her enough for it. I’m the man that I am today thanks to the way I was raised, by her and by my father, in a loving, strong household, and with parents who loved […] Continue reading

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The Lord of Grasping Mouth am I

A reflection on the flesh, and the fallen nature of humanity. Written 10.24.2010 . The lord of grasping mouth am I. . The dead pour from my open maw My lies put forward, I’ll take all. . I took from those that once drew breath, And left naught in my wake but death. . I […] Continue reading

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He came to change things about.

Every once in a while, (mayhaps more often than I might like,) I feel a bit down. It’s times like that I reflect on how worthless I am. It’s part of having introspective, self-analyzing elements in my personality. Combine that with chronic low self esteem, and a more than a tiny penchant for the melodramatic […] Continue reading

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Prom Night.

I write about happy things sometimes. This isn’t one of those times. To anyone who has had an experience like this, of innocence destroyed, I am profoundly sorry. First that you have had the experience, and doubly so that I now bring that experience back to you. The Prom… the highlight of a young girl’s […] Continue reading

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The Land of the Dead

I write things. Poems and stories mostly. I don’t write as often as I would like, nor do I write as well as I would like. But I do write, and I tend to like what I write pretty well. I thought I’d share one of my favorite poems with you guys, and explain some […] Continue reading

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