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A fun time in the summer

When I was young, the best time to be alive was the summer. Running out through those doors at school, knowing there was a long stretch before you had to go back… one of the best feelings of youth. June was when the fireflies came out at night, their bodies flickering and blinking in theContinue reading “A fun time in the summer”

The Politics on the Outside

This is gonna be a post about that word that starts in ‘P’ and ends in ‘OLITICS’ so BE WARNED…. More to the point, this is about my political views and how they have led to me feeling isolated in life and social media. I’m far to the left of Bernie Sanders and am noContinue reading “The Politics on the Outside”

Eroticism is beyond my understanding

Maybe it is because I gave up on romance to build better relationships with my friends or because I’m just not good at it, but the art of being romantic and even (gasp!) sexy is beyond me. To be fair, I don’t look like a sexy beast at all. I look more like a tallerContinue reading “Eroticism is beyond my understanding”

New year…

Hope it’s good for everyone! I’m right where I been at this time last year (eating dinner and watching YouTube) and I hope things are at least doing well for whoever reads this. My resolution this year is to KEEP MY DEADLINES!!! How am I supposed to be a writer if I can’t deliver aContinue reading “New year…”

Dreams of a God I Only Kind of Believe In

Had two dreams that at least mention or allude to God (as in Yahweh, the Christian god, or as I call him “the Bad Parent”) In the first instance, it was a fleeting mention in a doctor’s orders, which said “make time for god”. Been thinking about that one for weeks now. Never talked aboutContinue reading “Dreams of a God I Only Kind of Believe In”

A treatise/rant about (sigh) hentai…

Trying to figure out why Japanese porn is so obsessed with the most horrific of sex acts…

Would it hurt to forget

Would it hurt to forget All the wrongs you did to me? If I tried to build yet another bridge You would just burn it down You never wanted me as anything But a victim Happy Mother’s Day You’re an awful mother Goodbye

Mechanical

Working for tomorrow Buried by the past We wish to be treated as men And yet act like we’re mechanical ~Just a little smash poetry for the day. Been working a little hard at the real world job, so I’ve been tired a lot. Still making time for story writing-wish there were more hours inContinue reading “Mechanical”

We all want to be heroes (And a bearing of the soul)

We all want to be heroes See our names in lights But being a hero means more Than looking for a fight. We think being a hero Means going big Or giving all What if heroism Means something small? Like a hug Or a helpful hand, Being a hero happens. We all have small chancesContinue reading “We all want to be heroes (And a bearing of the soul)”

Disability Blues: The Bombshell

Today, I was delivered an atom bomb. I been out of work for a long time (two 1/2 months) with a back injury. I been calling, and calling, and waiting for a call to schedule a evaluation, cause I thought that’s what I needed to get back to work. I get a call from theContinue reading “Disability Blues: The Bombshell”