The abstract feelings of losing my best friend to cancer — Note: We all have to make choices. Choices that I do not get to insult because of my own. The following is just a dissection of the loss created by an inevitable end. It’s amazing what we cannot know until something is taken from us. Our emotions flood us with…

The thing that could give you everything that you want — “That’s just not who I am.” “I can’t act like that in public.” “I wouldn’t feel right doing that.” My mind and body have been tense lately. They’ve been getting resistant to these thoughts, almost like when we get antibiotic-resistant when fighting a disease… We’ve all had the moments when…

A short story of a boy’s journey to purpose and belief — A young boy speaks to the dark night. Timid, unsure, unseen. In a space of his own, away from his loving mother and endlessly intimidating stepfather. He finds himself turning into a young man without guidance. Without someone to help him find himself… The night is cold and piercing on…

Are we spending life trying to be worthy of others? — Processing feelings is my default… Or maybe I’ve conditioned it to be. It can be exhausting. And honestly, I don’t even know how healthy it is. There’s a part of us that we all hide. …

The Crossroads of the “Primordial Sapien” and the “Modern Human” — How do we know when we’re at our best? How do we know when we’re being all that we could be? How do we know that the character we’re playing is truly us? Among all of the suffering, how could we recognize the goodness of anything? It’s here. Right here. …

What you need to know about how perception means everything. — What does self-acceptance mean? Does it mean to be okay with yourself? Show compassion? Tend to proper self-care? Be patient with yourself and know what it means to just ‘exist’? Or… Does it mean to take note of your flaws? To keep yourself from being ignorant? To know that what…

It may not be where you think it is… — What lies beneath the glossy surface? What beasts exist where there is no light? At what depths do we truly become afraid…when the darkness envelopes us? Monsters we cannot see could be made up of unfathomable extremities, constructed of unknowable amounts of teeth, and have the look of a demon…

A tale of a boy’s mistaken passion — Note: my writing has fallen behind this last month. Life happens, and it’s the world’s test on the soul to see how well we can take it. I was asked by my mother’s friend to write outside my self-made boundaries of the craft of writing. What you’re reading is the…

Against what? For what? And where would we end up? — “My name is Gladiator.” “SLAVE. How dare you turn your back to me!” I love these movie moments. I’m a joyful critic who only loves actors who can make me believe that they’re not one. Zackary, WTF does this have to do with revolution?? Haha. I’m getting there, I promise… …