To My Teenage Followers

I don’t know how many people under the age of 18 follow my WordPress account or sister Facebook page; if there is a way to do so, somebody please let me know. But now that I’ve started a Facebook page, the teenagers playground, I want to write a post directed primarily at people under the […]

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To All My Facebook Followers

First of all, this post is primarily dedicated to the Facebook page that I recently created. So far it has done very well, far better than I was expecting, and I am so thankful for all of you that have liked my page and interacted on it whether through private conversations or by  commenting for […]

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sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, […]

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Where to now

When we are finally sober; where exactly do we start. I suppose I’ve never really touched on this topic in my blog. If you were in the grips off addiction like I was, you more than likely feel like you lost a lot of yourself and a lot of years:  your character, personal ideation, personality, life; […]

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Good Morning

Good morning/evening folks depending on where you are in this world, I hope you have an excellent Friday, whether its morning or evening for you. If things get a little too chaotic and you’re a little overwhelmed remember this picture, it made me laugh and I hope it’ll brighten your day as well. I mean […]

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Cosmic Uncertainty

We’re here and then we’re gone; Our lives but a stones throw against the water, a hop and skip across the fluidity of time before our momentum is lost and we break the surface to sink into its depths. I’ve heard people say when looking at a tombstone that it isn’t the birth or death […]

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Returning Home

Driving down these old re-paved roads, tapered with potholes and scrapes from re-paving, along with the abundant burn out marks, I can’t help but remember how much I hate this town; these road aren’t the same as I remember, but they are the same in my mind. Dirty, filthy roads. rampant with my own personal […]

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