wreWhat do religion and technology have in common?

The more they connect us , the more they divide us


Who Are You?

Who are you?
Do you even know?
Are you the person you see in the mirror?
Is the person you are the same person friends and coworkers know?
Are you the same person to those you call family?

A thousand different you’s in the hearts and minds of all you knew
None are the quite the same
Each unique and all of them are you
Are you who you claim?

Would everyone describe you the same?
Would the minor details of difference make a whole?
Would how they describe you reflect what you see in the mirror?
Is it the truth or a lie?

What parts of you are you?
What is crafted into your disguise?
Would it even be a surprise?
To see what makes you

A chameleon of emotion
With the sinners devotion
Tripping thru space
Looking for your place

All the while never knowing the you
Its what you do
Its who you are
What you have become

Is simply numb
To the revelation
Of either salvation or damnation
For neither mean a thing to you

Whats life to one who is everything and nothing?
The one who is no where and every where
Yet not whole

Another actual blog post wtf?!

So how about I actually write a blog? For a little over six months or so I haven’t really been using facebook. Sure I had one , I kept my old one and reactivated my very first profile mainly to make an author page and occasionally check out a group page or two. Today I went fully back on to Facebook. In the process of rebuilding the acquaintance list…yes I said acquaintance list. For me that’s basically what it is. Sure some are close to friend level but most are not. I tend to keep everyone at arm’s length. Just how I am.

Speaking of acquaintances I passed one the other day on the corner of the street. She was panhandling. I wasn’t in a spot where I could stop and be like wtf is going on with you. So I turned and pulled up in the nearest parking lot and walked back to where she was. I have basically known this girl since 2010ish off and on. I won’t call her a friend but yeah I know her. She’s had her share of problems from health issues being diagnosed with lupus as a child. To substance abuse problems as a teen and now adult. The last time I saw her was about a year ago when I was doing my security gig.

She was semi homeless then and jobless. I say semi because she had left her boyfriend for the countless time hence the homeless part. Jobless because she couldn’t make it to work or rather function at work. A stripper no less. Mind you she is not what you think of when you think stripper. Guess my city has some very low standards.

Anyways back to current affairs, she was still jobless a year later. Now on probation for probably shoplifting again plus using her sisters name as hers when they arrested her. Living in a tent and panhandling, she might be all of 27 years old. Yet this is the path her life has taken. You can tell the drugs have begun to affect her.From her memory to her appearance. I would of felt empathy for her but I really didn’t. I know some of the fucked up shit she has done to friends etc. So can’t feel to bad for her. Just sorta sad this the way she is going. She could have been more. She can be a sweet girl but those damn substance problems always cause her problems.

As y’all know I posted about publishing a second book. So that’s a highlight of the month. I have updated the profiles on a few of my social media from instagram,twitter,facebook (author page and personal) and fetlife. Wordpess is next at some point.

Who knows maybe I will blog more often.

The Local Con

So despite my general hate for large bodies of people and driving the roads that lead to Ag Center where the local Comic Con was held. I went. Got there super fucking early cuz that’s what I do. It’s small con , Asheville Comic Con. Taking the place of Geekout con which ran for 4 or 5 years til failing dismally about 2 years ago with a venue change and lack of support from the people who were setting up the event.

I missed last years Asheville Comic Con due to my car being dead. RIP Camaro. This con was small , of course it needs better advertising and a better venue. But it’s still growing. Plenty of vendors (oddly most had lego mini figures and of course funko pops), saw a few great costumes though not as many as one would expect.

Another day and another distraction from life completed.

Picked up a Darth Vader cellphone holder and couple key chain charms. Game of Thrones and Firefly, the pics don’t do them justice.

Road Trip

Today I was utterly bored,so utterly bored. Between the heat of the day and my AC being next to useless it seems. It was one of those draining days where I couldn’t figure out what to do to alleviate my boredom. An hour long drive or so around town then looped back toward the western part of the state. Driving to a location I don’t know because what else have I got to do today. Least the roads were empty and that made the trip enjoyable.


These days I’m equal parts restless and dread going out. I hate that feeling. Some of it is probably because of switching back to day shift after what seems like forever. Now I have time to do things during the day. I can go out while the sun is shining but I’m like ugh people. And people suck from just idiot drivers to being obnoxiously loud in my opinion.

I’ve got to get a hobby. Something to occupy my brain. Writing isn’t doing it right now. It almost seems like a chore. And I feel like most of what I write I’ve said before. So now I’m only saying it in new ways or trying to figure out new ways.