"Love of God, Overflow, Permeate all my Soul"
First things first, the goal in answering is NOT to bring about anyone’s emotion. This isn’t about morality therefore in this discussion it doesn't matter if anyone thinks a particular treatment is tragic or justified. A psychologist or economist limits their emotion and opinion in their analyses. Yes, they consider it in their notes. But in... Continue Reading →
Well well well, here we are again - Dating. In the comments section of an older blog post, a woman recently asked me the infamous question: “Is It Alright For A Girl To Ask Out A Guy?” It’s an age old question that has become increasingly popular alongside the rise of women in 21st Century America. Women... Continue Reading →
Do you feel that? The emotional anticipation in your bones as you are wondering how something positive could be said about silly ol' Donald Trump. Impossible, right? Or could it be that a figure as polarizing as he causes your emotion to have a presuppositions on one side or the other? This was the case... Continue Reading →
Hate, Anger, and Helplessness... would be my three predominant thoughts if my little nephew was taken from my family and put into the bondages of the sex trafficking world. A criminal prostitution enterprise that is prevalent throughout the world, holding 25 million people as slaves and earning $32 billion per year. Here in Atlanta we’re among one... Continue Reading →
It was only a two-month hiatus from Facebook. The plan was to take a break and relax at the [metaphorical] beach. I would sip on pina coladas while my mind was cleared from all the cutter Facebook brings. Everything was fine the first week. Soon enough, to my shock, I began to notice that I... Continue Reading →
With arthritis-ridden knees and a cancer-stricken body, the older gentleman laid there in his hospital bed. Being in his last stage of life, Brian’s body was barely functional and his lowly speech was almost undetectable. Neither was his vision as clear as it once had been. Nevertheless, through all the chemotherapy he was blessed to... Continue Reading →
Goodness gracious, I would probably wash Michael Vick's feet if I could! If there were 25 hours in a day, I would decrease my working hours as an engineer and apply for a part-time job to be Vick's personal butler.
Our society is blessed by it. Our society is cursed by it. The very existence of it saves lives. The very existence of it kills. Oh, the ebbs and flows of social media. It has the power to uplift a person and, with the same token, to inflict pain.
A Fun & Outgoing Introvert 