#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness The Hidden War. There are battles we fight only with ourselves.Some of us know we're at war.Some wonder why they can't get their heads right, unaware of the nature of their inner struggle.Sometimes, it's the voice insidetelling us that we're not good enough.We're "Too fat.""Too dumb.""Too ugly.""Too poor.""Too weak." to live the way we … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 05.15.23
We kick rocks down a long, straight gravel road that leads nowhere. A strange, “in-between” place that won’t show up on anybody’s map. We’ve walked about a mile, just talking about nothing. Flies buzz around us, and the ditches on either side of the road blossom with huge swarms of mosquitos. Every so often, … Continue reading Kicking Rocks
The Winter Wars – Hokus Grey Winter is upon us. The holidays are past. We now are left with the aftermath of our festivities. The visits from friends and relatives, the indulgences of food, and booze, and consumeristic hedonism that tends to flow almost as readily as the Christmas Cheer. An end to carols and … Continue reading RE-Blog Wednesday – “The Winter Wars”
Another ReBlog Wednesday. This time coming out with a piece called "Hot War". This piece touches on the theme of "Comfort is Death". Winter cold drives us indoors and under the covers. Hardship makes us seek the mindless entertainment of the screens. Meanwhile, there are still people out there making sure that there is food … Continue reading ReBlog Wednesday – 12.14.22
Entering the arena. There is no return to being the former man who didn't enter. Stepping across the threshold is enough, but it is only a whisper of what is to come. Coming face to face with reality, that hard, unyielding structure, is a type of violence we are not built for, but strangely, … Continue reading The Arena
What is courage, when there is no choice? When the consequence of inaction is the loss of everything and everyone you've ever loved? Is there a place for fear? When the ramp drops on some foreign shore and bullets snap by your head, and the very sea at your feet tries to claim … Continue reading What Courage?
They called us "rough men", back in that autumn, that perfect autumn, but they didn't know who we were. We were captured in pictures, now old, greyscale and sepia-toned. By winter we would all be ravaged and the idea of us being "rough men" held a different meaning. Many succumbed, to wounds, … Continue reading Rough Men
Dust off your wings, you're going to need them. Grab your gun, it's gonna be crazy. I can assure you, that you'll miss the safety of yesterday's comforts, of certainty's lie. We're going up, higher than angels. We're gonna fight; we'll win or we'll die. The torrent of oceans, inside we're tornados, tearing down … Continue reading The War For All Time
. All around me is danger. That latent human potential. Words are just a sword to cut with, my bones, a full metal jacket. Every circumstance is heightened. That fuck or flight reaction. Adrenal dump, pumping heart, racing thoughts. No excuses, only reaction time. Slippery snake, higher reptile mind. Base height too high and climbing. … Continue reading A Perfect War
See, we all gathered around to hear the news today, to see if the song still remained as it had for ten thousand yesterdays, but there were murmurs in the backcourt, dissention on the line and I knew that these men were no longer my brothers; some, I couldn't recognise. Greed and envy take … Continue reading Kill the King
They are dug in deep, withstanding barrage after barrage for days. The savages. We wrested them from their strongholds and chased them from their palaces, but they relent not one inch without a fight. They shed the blood of millions with a wanton disregard. They forced our hand, by their crimes they birthed the … Continue reading Taking The Hill
Here in the fog we are all ghosts. We are islands, tied and bereft of others. Reach out your hands, reach out with your mind and now we're all just running blind. When we find each other we collide. Where has the Sun gone? It used to burn free our vision; now we survive … Continue reading Clearing in the Evening
The leaves fall better in September, then they are gone by the middle of November, when we stand in the snow and we remember; the fallen ones and the sounds of distant guns. I ask only to stand in silent witness. My moment of remembrance, mercy and forgiveness, but I hear the cannon … Continue reading Eleven Past Eleven
Rare and precious thing; you, possessor of hearts. Strength in your fist, making light shine from high precipices, forcing the life in and growth to follow. The wail and the shake of new birth; rumbling of Earth crumbling old world proverbs. Level the dead and the angel was on your tongue, the devil had … Continue reading The King and The Gannet
I didn't know I'd be the last love you'd trust, I didn't know that after me you'd just give up. I wish you'd told me that the pain was just too much, I could have helped you feel the kind of touch that you always had for me when I would run, home to you, … Continue reading Broken Angel’s Wings
Gasping for air. Straining to catch our breath. Fighting down a raging sea of emotions. Seeking calm, in the midst of chaos, without the futility of trying to understand it; merely trying to keep a grip on humanity. Beat back that which crawls out of that savage pit of souls. Prison for the murderous … Continue reading Civil War
Freedom isn't free. This ought to be common knowledge, for by now everyone must have noticed the rivers of blood are getting knee deep. If freedom must come from the barrel of a gun, then let that gun be a human heart and let that barrel be a beautiful mouth that speaks the truth … Continue reading Unobtainium
It was never easy, it was never quiet, the atrocity had merely moved on. It changed location, to a distance that must have seemed like it was gone, but it wasn't really gone. We mourned, we grieved, but then we resumed our lives and after a time, the memory of pain faded, as it does, … Continue reading Atrocity
All those limitations don't apply to me, just like the answers to the questions I don't ask. Ultimatums are delivered silently, we are masters of the gesture and the glance. Giving me the brush off, a chip off your cold shoulder. There has been too much of this shit, now it's all over. It … Continue reading Camouflage
Fight light and move between shadows, unburdened by time. Move between moments, ceasing only briefly then gone again. A deadly wraith. Tread all paths with trepidation. Know fear and let it be your ears, your eyes, your skin. Be unknown to all, but your closest kin, mystery is a cloak and camouflage is … Continue reading For The Shadow Warrior
