Dear Sarah
“I don’t put my cards on the table, because I lost my Queen of Hearts.”
I miss you.
On Sunday, it’ll be 2 years since I watched you breathe your last breaths, and left teary kisses on your cold hands.
2 whole years since I lost my little sister.
It still hurts the same.
Dream Deterred
The title of this blog almost dictates that I should speak on this man.
Today marks the 23rd Martin Luther King Day, a national holiday in these states, united as they claim to be. For the multitude of recitations, renditions, reverberations, and regurgitations that Martin’s famous speech got, little has changed in the minds of the people. On the eve of the inauguration of the first African-American Kenyan Black President in these same states, we still experience some perversely disgusting atrocities in the name of “ignorance and racism” but under the blankets of free-speech and freedom at large. Read the rest of this entry »
Daybreak
When both arms on the clock are dangling around the 6, the decision to forego sleep is no longer yours.
Good morning. I’d like to thank the random spike in readers I had yesterday. 4 rantss in and no publicity, I did not expect nearly that many hits. Even if you don’t return, you made me feel like punching buttons on the keyboard means something to somebody else. For a person who feeds off other people’s energies, I truly appreciate that. Read the rest of this entry »
Damocles’ Sword
“At the top will be the same place you hang from.”-Nasir Jones
I was quite a few months shy of 17 when I permanently moved out of my mother’s house. For the outsiders looking in, they thought it was a perfect scenario and that I was the luckiest person in the world. It’s funny how the glaring truth always gets refracted by human perception. Read the rest of this entry »
Departure
“A brief stroll through a lunatic asylum shows that faith proves nothing.”
Nietzsche told me 2 things when I was first introduced to him. First, the Z comes before the S. Secondly, the above quote. Read the rest of this entry »
Distress
Here’s something I’ve never said outloud.
I had ambitions of law enforcement, once upon my youth. It was a very brief, very vivid, explosive dream and phase.
Then I received my first standard police issue beatdown. Read the rest of this entry »
Dreamer
I’m borderline insomniac. Definitely, I suffer from some sleep disorder, I just never bothered to find out which one. When the doc said “Chronic Secondary Insomnia”, I tilted my head and gave him a sarcastic sideways nod.
My problem is not only that I can’t sleep; it’s that when I do sleep, I struggle to wake up. I’m either floating on fatigue or drowning in my dreams. Read the rest of this entry »
