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parked in

the door closes in my brief moment of making “it” right. left yet again in my introverted insecurities i fail to meet my own or anybodies expectation. i get so mad at drivers who feel its their duty to direct

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Posted in bus commute, depression, journal, life over 50, old age, random thought, Warrior Poet

speckled hens

this era of time called old age is a fight of sanity. those things held as canon are torched if miss aligned from their respective reality. such as i don’t smoke or drink because i’m a christian. christian prison some

Posted in depression, journal, light, random thoughts, religion, Warrior Poet

Huddle please

Teams need to huddle to make all the parts work effectively. So do business and church or any place people are gathered to do a function. Profit or non we need to have a leader and a plan from the

Posted in depression, journal, managment, random thoughts, religion, Warrior Poet, work place


Just so you’ll know  o Theophilus.  I was stratagizing about all the cool workouts I was going to do. I love lifting weights. So now I’ve a nother plan. I’m gaining resolve to go at it.  Then as if God

Posted in depression, fitness, journal, life over 50, muscular atrophy, old age, random thoughts, sports injury


There is a point of awareness that comes in times of , well just weekly, to early, yet the mind is far from slumber. Awaken to questions and inner peril. I could play church and tell you I awaken to

Posted in depression, journal, life over 50, old age, random thoughts, religion, true christian response

hate to love

daily prompt: hate to love. At this moment, its that want to be in a croud of people, vs the I hate to meet people. Those times of meet and greet strangers. It’s easier at trade shows because there’s a

Posted in daily prompt, depression, journal, old age, random thoughts, religion, true christian response, Warrior Poet

time out

one of the best lines i heard this weekend was to take time to conscientiously examine what one is thankful for. I’m reminded often from one gentleman that he is thankful just to open his eyes in the morning and

Posted in bus commute, depression, fitness, grief, journal, life over 50, marriage maintenance, old age, random thoughts, religion, Warrior Poet

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