I often make allusions to time being an unharnessed entity that is content with sweeping everything and everyone along with it without their consent. More recently I made an observation that: “you can’t keep track of time, but time is surely keeping track of you.” So when the time came for me to drop myContinue reading “Leaving the nest – A reflection”
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Beatdown to Liftoff – An epiphany
Sometimes we are beat down so much by the travails of life that it seems intolerable at best. Are we being punished? Is it that we aren’t loved? Have we been forsaken? But… Maybe it is something else. Perhaps it is to reinforce a familiarity with the ground, the depths, that distance from our greatestContinue reading “Beatdown to Liftoff – An epiphany”
Food for the soul – An epiphany
As for me consistent inconsistency should be heralded, applauded and embraced, it keeps me nimble. Human beings are fickle and the pedestals we place them on are often of shoddy quality as the materials that we use, are often comprised of our expectations. I use to despair of the travails of life, until I realizedContinue reading “Food for the soul – An epiphany”
Power in a whisper – An epiphany
“God doesn’t need to shout when whispering is enough” is an ongoing refrain that I’ve employed in some of my essays over the course of the past year or so. Why? I’m not entirely sure, but I am inclined to lean towards the simplest of explanations and attribute it to divine intervention, but that wouldContinue reading “Power in a whisper – An epiphany”
Who is keeping track?
The polysemy of life is overwhelming, but at the very least it is consistently, inconsistent. Our attempts at conquest… The concept that we can tame that which we don’t truly understand is haughtiness at its best. Time is an example. We wear watches, mount clocks and we even have it emblazoned on our smartphones. OstensiblyContinue reading “Who is keeping track?”
Foundations – An epiphany
Our foundations are often shaken as testament and reminder that we have no control other than the adoration we tender to whom that “control” emits. I will not cry out in agony, instead I will cry out to the Almighty. Asking… In humility. Creator, Father, Mother, Divine Omnipotence, Lord. Not for an escape, but forContinue reading “Foundations – An epiphany”
When it hits home
The pocket neighborhood on the Northwest side of Chicago where I grew up and forged bonds that I will have the rest of my life has defined me. Me and my counterparts affectionately refer to the neighborhood as the “Square” and it is where my heart and some of my greatest affinities lie. The peopleContinue reading “When it hits home”
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