Category: Thoughts From the Storm
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B-b-b-b-ack from the Dead
“I’m the sleeper done slumberin’, pass me the mic and I might stop mumblin’” Since my effective disappearance from blogging (a whole week) I’ve gracefully landed myself a rap career. I’m still kinda in the process of choosing my rapper name…Here’s what I have so far: Preacha’s kYd Slash Slinging Slasher (Where my Spongebob peeps…
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Man of Sorrows
“Who has believed our message and to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed? He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground. He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. He was…
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Black Eyed Concussions
The saying used to go something like this: “It’s not a party until a Malin kid gets hurt.” My sisters and I were notorious for crashing any kind of social event by getting injured (mostly by literally crashing into things). We attained a reputation for scraped knees, bruised bodies, and hospital visits. For instance… That…
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My Top Five Pet Peeves
There are some things in the world that I can put up with without becoming overtly enraged. For instance, some people become raging monsters when the food on their plate inadvertently touches and molds together. This such example doesn’t bother me at all. Others can’t stand it when someone incessantly taps their foot/hand on an…
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Confessions through Photography: Burial
I was told by my father that I had “an eye for the abandoned”. I admit that I’m fascinated by the broken, run-down, empty places (people) of this world. Is it because I was once there? These hallways of deterioration feel so familiar. I can’t help but traverse them searching for any sign of struggle.…
Confessions 