Is what I am on.
Category: Sunday post
On “The Road”
https://youtu.be/TcPv_0PasXk?feature=shared There is no home like paradise, but that's not the home for me.
“To Die For.”
Like I said.
Passion.
What are you passionate about? The word "passion" comes from the Latin root "pati-," which means "to suffer," "to endure," or "to die for." All these definitions have similar meanings because "to suffer" is to truly die. To "die to oneself," as in quasi-religio-theocratic dogma. I guess. However, in truth, it really means "to live" … Continue reading Passion.
In Vain.
This post might be in vain, but it is not vain. To speak our minds is not vain. To be silent is not in vain. When we speak with our hearts, we speak with our intention and, that is... To sing.
On “Protest”
"Protest" serves a purpose. What is it? I don't know.
In Protest.
"I protest," said the poet to the preacher and the king. I protest, but, "what's this?" It's, then, that life begins.
On “Vain”
Merriam-Webster Dictionary I am vain. This post is vain, but it is not "in vain." It serves a purpose, and so do I, and so I am going to keep writing and living my story the only way I know how. In faith, hope, and love for tomorrow. And, then, some. Wherever that road may … Continue reading On “Vain”
“Man’s Choice There Be”
"Man's choice there be." (Please excuse, if possible, my lack of attribution for these words. You see, they came to me, mixed and jumbled, but in this sequence, from separate sentences of a scholarly article I was reading, whose title and author I forget, as the acute phase of my breakdown was commencing.) "Man's choice … Continue reading “Man’s Choice There Be”
Choice.
Uh, oh. You are all going to hate me because I was GOING to write about abortion... But I have no right to... No right to...
Observations from the Brink 