The Existence of God and the Problem of Evil
Essay written for a philosophy class. I may have frustrated my professor a bit because the assignment was to write…
Essay written for a philosophy class. I may have frustrated my professor a bit because the assignment was to write…
An essay, presumably from the 84938983rd time I took Psych 101. Trying to pinpoint a specific learning experience in my…
Sometimes I crawl out of my own skull just to see what the hell is going on from another angle….
My traumatic experiences and illness frameworks stole my life from me, not in one violent strike, but bite by bite…
The past few days have been a carnival ride engineered by my own nervous system: loud, terrifying, and impossible to…
There are Secrets locked inside me. They stand in line now, orderly, like witnesses summoned to court. Once, they screamed…
I wrote the eulogy for Papa and read it at his funeral on June 30, 2015. The few words I’ve…
I haven’t quite figured out why I punish myself like this, but I do it quite consistently. I am obsessed…
Did you ever feel so incredibly tired? No…I don’t mean when you haven’t slept or even after a long day….
Candy coated lunacy.Faded thoughts of curiousity.Tomorrow died the day it was born.Reincarnated as never.Never was…never will be.Tiny thoughts of maybe,Destroyed…
So long ago that even I do not know what I *really* meant… Somnium mortuus.Somnium inconcessus.Sequitar non.Enim tu sumus comitis…
Sorrow’s symphony sings a circle round.Casual cacophony, in darkness, surround.Is that you quietly weeping amongst the withered grass?Singing sweet sorrows…
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.The girl cries as she hangs her head.I’ve just travelled a…
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