Category: Social & Cultural Observations
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A Byproduct of Darkness
There is a weight with being a “creator”—with being anything, really. I play guitar, I write, I draw, and build and restore furniture, and I truly enjoy doing all of those things. They are relaxing; I enjoy them because no one wants them from me. The second, however, I’m in a band, or someone wants…
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It’s Not Okay: Gun Violence in America
Why does no one really talk about this? These stories have become background noise in a world too busy to be troubled by tragedy. Sure, our thoughts and prayers go out to the families, but what about the prayers of the kids who were kneeling when the shooting started? Where was their God then? If…
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More Dangerous Than a Gun
The Matrix is one of my favorite movies, and I’m not entirely convinced that we don’t live in a simulation—though not quite the one the movie depicts. As much as I love that film, the premise is technically implausible for reasons I won’t get into today, mainly because humans consume more energy than we produce.…
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Not a Cult!
I’m thinking about starting a commune. It’s mainly for financial reasons—nothing too “cultish.” I mean, you will have to call me “His Holiness,” but not because I’m morally pure; it’s just because my clothes have holes in them and I can’t afford new ones in this economy. There will be a “Donation Plate,” of course.…
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The Stories We Tell
We tell stories. We tell stories about what happened at the grocery store. We tell stories about our kids, our parents, and our childhoods. We tell stories about wars and gods and creation; we tell stories to pass the time, to make a connection, and to try to find reason in the chaos. Everything we…
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A Tired Mind
A dystopian daydream has crept into my night, and my night has become day. As the sleepless hours strip away the bonds of reality, I can see the fabric of society begin to unravel. Peeling away like the skin of an apple in the hands of a chef with a sharp blade, that skin is…
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Perspective
Maybe instead of abandoning you, they stepped back to give you the space you need to become who they know you can be. .
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Scars
Scars create ridges, ridges that look like mountains depending on your perspective. Once you’re standing on top of the ridge however, your perspective of the landscape will never be the same.
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The Paradigm
I sit at parks, watching my kids play and texting people who never text back. I’m dying on the inside—dying for human contact, for adult contact. The illusion is real: a phone full of contacts and social media just a swipe away. It creates a false sense of comfort, a feeling of connection that just…