I miss being ignorant I wish I never opened my eyes and saw how much pain I’ve endured I thought that everything was fine and that the flowers weren’t blooming simply because it wasn’t their time I realize now that there was no sun for them to grow

This is a letter I wrote to my younger self that I was going to submit into a writer's contest until I got hit with a "This contest has a fee". I still want to put it out there.

Your physical environment is a direct reflection of your mental state. A cluttered desk is a cluttered mind—every object (old mugs, stacks of paper, random cables) is a tiny, subconscious distraction pulling at your focus. The Clear Desk Policy is a simple 60-second ritual that resets your workspace...

This piece comes from a place of feeling that the fight for normalcy and balance, is a far fetched notion of good humanity ⚰

This is a poem that's been bouncing around for a while. Although I haven't written much in a very long time it's been even longer since I've written a poem. Here's to everyone having a hard time! (* I do not guarantee it to be good and/or match any kind of structure) *Insert Great Gatsby meme here*

A 20-item to-do list is a recipe for failure. It creates decision fatigue and a feeling of being overwhelmed. The Rule of 3 is a focusing system used by elite leaders. At the start of each day, you define the 3 "wins" that, if completed, would make the day a success...

Here in The Garden Cove, I share a diverse collection of captivating short stories and chapters from my ongoing novel. These stories are crafted to transport you to new worlds, explore timeless themes, and inspire us to uphold the values that have built strong communities and nations. Whether it's tales of heroism, perseverance, or moral virtue, I believe storytelling is a powerful tool to reinforce the principles that sustain us.

You are busy, but are you profitable? The reason most founders stay stuck is they are doing $10/hr tasks (like inbox management) instead of $1,000/hr tasks (like sales strategy). The $1,000/hr Task Filter is a simple audit that forces you to identify and eliminate low-value work. This is the exact 4-quadrant system I use to decide what to Automate, Delegate, or Delete...

Real pain covered by special interests providing comfort. This is in reference to my mental health. Having a special interest in movies as well as often experiencing disassociation so using film as a way to ground. I also threw in something that I experienced recently as a prompt. I was in a situation that was feeling increasingly confusing and unsafe and I had suggested SLC punk, one of my favorite films, but was worried this experience would tarnish the movie.

A short expression of how it feels being one without a home/in a shelter in the current state of the world. The constant cycles that are never fulfilling and having to be on guard, the repetition and draining feeling it holds. This is specifically in reference to my own and the local community's experience, The tiring walks and lack of trust.

Trump’s presidency stands as a forceful break from weak leadership. The essay shows how he rebuilt the economy, defended unborn life, restored border security, and put American workers first while exposing the failures of the elite class. It captures his bold style, his victories, and the fight he carried for a country that needed strength.

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Burying someone doesn't tether their ghosts to their grave. That's why haunted houses exist after all.

When a field cannot follow the standard scientific model of observation, hypothesis, experimentation, falsification, repeatability, and predictive power, yet the public is told it is a settled fact, the effect mirrors gaslighting. Abiogenesis has never been observed, tested, repeated, or demonstrated in controlled conditions. Evolution at the macro level has never been produced in a lab, measured, or replicated according to the scientific method. When people claim these ideas are “proven,” they shift the burden of proof, appeal to authority, and replace experiments with stories. That treatment trains the public to doubt their own common sense that real science requires observable data, testable steps, and repeatable outcomes. Calling speculation “fact” does not make it science. It only pressures people to accept a narrative that has never met the scientific standard.

How many million-dollar ideas have you lost because you were in the shower or driving? We fail to capture ideas because we try to organize them in the moment—we think about where it should go. This is a fatal mistake. You must separate the act of capture from the act of organization...

This blog has main description of me travelling to different country and how I felt about it and how things fall into the places. It tells about me leaving and landing at another place across sea and I am thrilled but I want to crawl back to my home. But it is a mature decision not to do so!

People ask me sometimes why I write all this down. Why stir up the past? Why bother telling stories from a county most folks can’t point to on a map? Truth is, I grew up in a place where the stories were louder than the people. Nahunta wasn’t just a dot between Waycross and Brunswick. It was its own world—a crossroads of old ways, family codes, and traditions held together by grandmother hands and gossip strong enough to travel through walls. My childhood wasn’t perfect. Lord, no. But it was full—full of characters, full of lessons, full of women who didn’t give a damn if the modern world approved of their methods. They were the guardians of the old rules. The enforcers of truth. Daddy was the cornerstone. Mawmaw was the steel beam. Granny was the one who could comfort and correct in the same sentence. This blog is my love letter to them. My apology for the times I didn’t listen. My gratitude for the times they didn’t give up on me.

Sage and McCoy collide again as he returns to finish Tank’s shoe, but working this close only heats the tension between them. A near-kiss, a brother’s interruption, and McCoy’s internal unraveling turn a simple farrier visit into something neither of them can ignore.

The streetlights offer a false sense of security, don't they? If you're reading this, you know the nightly ritual: pulling back the curtain, peeling away that veneer of safety, to gaze at the black expanse pierced by those deceiving beams of comfort...

Basketball is a major sport that it is easy to play, hard to master. A way of learning is to do trial and error along with watching people play