Aside From
Today was one of those days, the ones that serve as a reminder that I am not and will not ever truly be a gorja. Not even if at this point in the game, I decided to give up on all the spiritual progress I have made. It was a reminder that even after we…
Shawn Ryan
This article has been rolling around in my head for months, but I finally feel like I have built up enough scar tissue to release them in a manner that properly conveys my feelings. You died. You took your own life. You hung yourself, Shawn. You hung yourself and altered everything in all of our…
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A. Question. We learn how to form them in grade school. How do you…what is…why…is there…? They seem to be nothing more than an essential part of the English language, but unbeknownst to our fragile child brain, these innocuous monosyllabic words will some day become the whispering words that will haunt our brains like a…
Like Falling Water
Have you ever felt like your heart is burning the candle both ends and the wax is all over your hands in a hopeless puddle? (You are out of your continental mind.) There is this portion of yourself that thinks, nay; BELIEVES you are clever enough to hold out, play your cards right, and fill…
Night Voids
I…can’t seem to remember my dreams lately, and I don’t like it. I know it’s just a phase because I have experienced this waking amnesia in the past, but nonetheless it perturbs me. I have always been able to remember my nightly adventures in great detail, sometimes for days at a time. I’ve always dreamed…
Survival vs. Thrival
Picture it if you can: It’s 1950 ish. America is riding the waves from the dark days of the 1940s. Post war, the economy is booming and everything is coming up like patriotic daisies. Sure, there are going to be a shit ton of problems like scary ol communism, the civil rights movement, and the…
A Triad Lost
The buildings are crumbling and eventually, so must we all. Downtown Alexandria has lost another fire breather. Our very own local maverick, a dark horse with a sharp tongue who at the end of the day, wanted to see our downtown flourish as it once did. Shannon Nolan was neither only a good man or…
Modern Guilt
There is a certain amount of guilt that I feel, and I feel guilt for feeling…guilt. A circular and perpetual streak of green self abhorrence, I suppose. I feel guilt because I have a good job. A nice home. My health. A few good friends. A dependable vehicle. Paid bills….you get the idea. I am…
Late Night Hellfire and Comets
It’s hard to be alone with your thoughts at night. These are the last lingering moments of the day, and this is how you end it, with the sound of the ceiling fan continuously turning and thumping rhythmically, the air conditioner stretching out in one long continuous exhale, and you- the loudest sound of all.…
A Winter.
We are coming upon my favorite time of year, the endless winter nights. This is the only time of the year when I feel truly alive, when I can find a dark sense of solace. Ah but, sometimes…sometimes it backfires, and I can feel this sinister depression rising to meet me, ever so slyly, and…
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