Why do victims of violence have to get over stuff? Why are those who perpetrate violence getting away with it? This is the essence of my post today. Those who've gotten over something wonder why others continue to struggle with it. They can't understand why someone who has been severely traumatized won't let go. Here's … Continue reading Where Is the Justice?
When I write it is problematic for me. It causes people to either freak out or say good job. This is my open journal of life, my thoughts, intentions, my failures and fears. I am going to take a break. When and if I feel it is time to return, I will. If not, good … Continue reading Should I or shouldn’t I?
This is first in a series. When we use pornography we are deprived of many different valuable and essential emotions, concepts and abilities. I mean to name these and make the continued strong case for eradicating porn from our lives. I begin with empathy because this is a profound emotion that is being restored to me … Continue reading Taking Back from Porn…Empathy
I am surprised by the shock shown by so many people when it comes to Donald Trump and his presidential bid. Why? Because it is a direct reflection of our society as it stands today. A culture that glorifies violence and sensuality, mortally plagued by eroding values, the elevation of style over substance, the concerted effort … Continue reading Donald Trump: A Commentary on our Society at Large
Where were you? You fighters for justice, when I was being sexually abused in the night. Where were you? The Church who was told, that did nothing to help the helpless? Where were you? The friends and family that saw this messed-up life and ignored the self-destruction. Where are you? The current church, who knows my past … Continue reading Where were you?
I just watched an amazing YouTube video of a violinist and violist performing a piece by Mozart. They played with grace, ease, and such a sense of joy; it was really fun to watch. It brought out some emotion in me as music often does. I can find myself in tears when witnessing really exceptional … Continue reading Violins, Paintbrushes and Peace
New Colossus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The […] … Continue reading Set at Liberty — THE CHRONICLES…
"I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long (against marriage): but doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe … Continue reading Paper Bullets of the Brain