Several years ago I shared some information on suicides. And, sadly, the news about suicides isn’t any better now. Especially with this destructive, viral world we find ourselves in now. Young people, especially, have become mentally, socially, and psychologically tortured souls. And tortured souls can last forever. They don’t have to be tortured forever. But far too many, if not most, will. And that’s … Read the rest…
It was one of those weird things. And don’t ask what led me to such odd search engine results. But dream dust is apparently an issue for some people. And when I say “issue,” I mean it’s not good. People apparently dream of dust. And apparently those dreams reveal dark (and dare I say “sinister”) thoughts. Who’d’ve thunk a search for dream dust would … Read the rest…
Several years I wrote a post about the lazy days of summer in eastern Kansas. Not because I thought Kansas was different from the rest of the country. But because that’s where I spent the summers of my formative school years. And now I don’t see those lazy days of summer anywhere. They’re long gone. Because, these days, most kids aren’t interested in sitting … Read the rest…
Jupiter, you’ve got it goin’ on. Yeah. And Saturn, you’re lookin’ mighty sassy. Oh, and Neptune! Mighty nice. Yeah, you’re some hot planets, for sure. Hope you don’t mind me sayin’ so. Uh-oh. Tony’s got sunstroke. He’s talkin’ about hot planets. Hey Huey Lewis sang a song that said “sometimes bad is bad.” Well, sometimes “hot” means heat. And so, that ‘splains all my … Read the rest…
It’s funny (odd, not ha ha) how small comets got me thinking about the old Comet cleanser TV commercials. And you’d have to jump into Professor Peabody’s Wayback machine or hop onto YouTube to see ’em now. (and if you don’t remember Professor Peabody and his Wayback machine, you’re too young to read this). But I’m not talkin’ about those innocent, family friendly commercials … Read the rest…
I mentioned, in the past few days, that a friend of mine died. But I don’t think I mentioned how he’s now more alive than he’s ever been. More alive than you or me or anyone else on this planet. Because we’re all born into a broken life on a broken planet. And the only thing that has any possibility of helping me cope … Read the rest…
A few days ago, I shared a little backstory to some lyrics by a friend of mine. Cristina also wrote more lyrics that she sent me to look over. And I liked how she described some of the glorious, intangible things God gives us. Yes, God gives us a bountiful world to inhabit. But that’s not the truly glorious stuff. Not by a long … Read the rest…