My Vision For America.

A few months ago I voiced my concerns about this election cycle, in which I could not see any scenario where Donald Trump would be allowed to win this election, and I didn’t think Biden would be the democrats nominee either. I felt that he would either step aside or be removed. I was afraid…

August 6, 2024

Things that are going on right now around the world Our president seems to be in hiding now that his own party forced him to give up his run for reelection, even though he had enough delegates to be the Democrats nominee. His replacement, after challenging Trump to debate, has apparently backed out on debating…

The world of pretending….

I loved pretending, honestly, I still do. In the world of pretending you can eat mud pies, save the world with your BB gun, win the NBA championship with a miraculous shot from half court as the clock runs out, and hit the lottery three times in a row. In movies, a frail little woman…

Sticky Truth.

The problem is that my age is the age that it is but my mind isn’t. Tennessee has just made it legal for teachers to carry firearms. I wonder why every classroom can’t have a lockbox of some kind, Probably the worst part about having no talent is being totally unaware. On the positive side…

Dark History.

Everything is moving so fast. News is happening so quickly now that Fox needs to add Real in front of their Breaking News ticker. We are living in a time that historians will spend their entire lives trying to unravel and the truth will be hidden forever, buried among rumor and speculation. I have said…

Saturday, July 13, 2024.

We all knew it was coming. We all knew. Multiple bullets within inches and one that I’m calling Divine Intervention, pierced President Trump’s ear, and I have no other explanation as to how it missed his skull other than God did not allow it. Some say time exposes truth and I suppose sometimes it does,…

Night Owl.

What time do you go to bed and wake up currently? My body clock seems to prefer sleeping from around 2am to 8 am. I enjoy the solitude that the night offers.

Slag.

We are being sifted. I see us, all of us, in a forge, being hammered and shaped, and some of us are steel, and some of us are slag. I don’t at this time, want to dwell on the refinement process, but rather the contrast between the two things that are in the fire. The…