Journal
A daily journal in the life of I–battles of self, surrender, and purpose
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Words of a Nihilist: am I ok with being discontent forever?
I’ve always noticed my perception has been tainted with a subtle hint of nihilism since I discovered God. God, in It’s own, absolutely can be a reason for living and honestly may only be my own. However, God again is the definition of nihilism; a bunch of everything everywhere at…
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Where would I even go?
The more time passes and I’m in this place, the more restless I get. Some days it’s easier to ignore with the loudness of everyday life overbearing it. And some days it’s not. And on those days, like today, I think about where I would go. Would I find myself…
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Coffee Won’t Cure Me – a writing
But I drink it anyways. The more time goes on, the more bitter I get; the complete opposite of what I strive. I see the truth and falsity behind almost every eye yet I still look for something real anyway. It’s a shame how people are. I watch looks of…
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While I wait for the world to keep spinning
I want to drown in every word I’ve ever spoken and regurgitate anything that ever mattered. If I could retrace my steps, would I? To only find the things that count. I wonder how my life will play out as I write//erase//rewrite//every word written. Where’s the music I crave? I…
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Walking the tight rope 1
It’s Monday and as I have a lot of work to do on myself in life and much more, I can see a dimension where all that I’ve built within, crumbles down to the ground. A deep heartbreak—not too far away. I try to walk in a single-file line within…