• African American,  Lifestyle,  Love,  Relationships

    His Dark Passenger

    He is becoming unraveled.  I’m starting to think that what he doesn’t need is a girlfriend.  What he does need is professional help (or an exorcist).  There was a point in my life when I couldn’t live without him.  But now I don’t know.  I was ready to leave again last night.  Lately I’ve been thinking that I’m not quite cut out for relationships or marriage.  He once represented my picket fence dream.  But now he represents a life in bondage.  A simple gesture might set him off.  What happens then?  will he kill me?

  • African American,  Christianity,  Faith,  Gospel,  Lifestyle,  Love


    I have been praying for Forgiveness for oh so long. I could not for the life of me Fathom how God could forgive me for my multitude of sins. Sometimes i’d think my sins were so numerous that i’d be twice removed from his grace. Then today I was referred to this verse as i was reading the back of this book and it brought tears to my eyes reminding me that God’s mercy is nothing like ours and that he has the capacity to forgive us of our sins and wrong doings if we are truly contrite. Psalm 103 (New International Version) Psalm 103 Of David. 1 Praise the…

  • Lifestyle

    Fight or Flight

    To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; I’m doing it.  I’m surviving ain’t I?   Or… Maybe I’m already dead.   I don’t quite feel dead though.   You know everyday I wake up relieved.  Relieved i have yet another opportunity to fuck my life up oh so much more than I already have.  Therein lies the onerous  decision making process.   To err or not to Err.  That is the question.