I feel that if I move from this spot I will die. But I take a step forward and don’t.
Forgive me father for I have sinned.
He carries his equipment He carries his uniform He carries his ammunition And his weapons But he carries much more He carries his heart His memories Though most importantly He carries his bandana with Psalm 91 printed on it The bandana is everything It’s his inspiration To keep going He already c
I was blind and you opened my eyes. I was blind to deceivers, and you showed me them. I was blind to true love, and you showed me it. I was blind to forgiveness and you did it for me. I was blind to the truth, and you revealed it all. I was blind to you God.
I killed a tree writing notes last night, but the question ravaging my mind does not relate to the fine points of progressivism. Even I, as little as I live, am too distracted to get this right. I take a seat on the steps of my porch and let the rain run the glue out of my hair. I take ple
My head hits the pillow It sinks in I turn to the left Then the right Then back to facing the ceiling I close my eyes Bad things creep around in my mind They pop open I stare at that chair I glance at my desk It’s no use I get up I look in the mirror I see myself What have I become Who have I bec
Do I dare disturb the universe? Indulge in the quizzical whims of questioning? Sit on the throne of knowledge, partake in the feast of Newton’s apple? To eat the forbidden fruit, and cast myself out of the paradise of ignorance, learn the sin of curiosity? To let myself fall into the seductive em
Uncle Felix grew up in a small town called Shinzhu, located on the north side of Taiwan. His family was not able to afford extra clothing or toys or even to pay for his education. Uncle Felix learned to take what life gave him, and to always look on the bright side of things.