What Thunder And Lightning Feel Like.

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I sit here staring through the middle of the night. That and not much more,

The rain trickles, and pours… then trickles… then pours.

As it struggles to find an enduring rhythm, the subtle but unmistakable flashes of lightning that dance in the accompaniment of thunder.

What feelings wash into my being? Continue reading “What Thunder And Lightning Feel Like.”

Transient Memories That Don’t Belong To Me.

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Well, I happened to stumble onto this ‘Transient’ challenge laid out by Andrea Badgley.

Immediately, I began to form visuals and associate images of the past– a past that is now very late.

Perhaps a pirates’ past, sailing the open seas in search of new opportunities to plunder.

Perhaps a life spent upon the helm does the helmsman steer the ship, or does the ship steer the helmsman? Continue reading “Transient Memories That Don’t Belong To Me.”

Huffing and Puffing Towards a Solution-The Power Of Negative Thinking

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“I don’t WANT to huff and puff, But, I NEED to huff and puff!”

We are hilarious, because we love to live in delusion.

Listen, I am all for positive thinkingbut not at the expense of ignoring negative thought and emotion.

We hear it often:

“Build on yourself”

“Build on your optimism”

“Build on your greetings and smiles”

“Build on your openness”

etc, etc…

YOU ARE WHAT YOU THINK! Continue reading “Huffing and Puffing Towards a Solution-The Power Of Negative Thinking”

The Bullshit-itty of Small Talk in the Grand Scheme of Things When Saying Less Better

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Do you know what drives me mad?

It’s how so many people— myself included — can be so aware of the way things are, but when it boils down to it, we blanket sweep these issues under the rug– falling into the same bullshit repeatedly.

These issues can really be anything.

Let’s take a look at small talk. Continue reading “The Bullshit-itty of Small Talk in the Grand Scheme of Things When Saying Less Better”

“I’m Lost” – Chasing uncertainty, Breathing through insecurity, and the Road Less Travelled

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Travelling the road less travelled brings with it a high degree of uncertainty, and without certainty, it’s a pretty good bet to call it lost.

Lost and Found

I am lost in a world of madness. A world that is non-sensical. I feel that I do not know what I am striving for, or what exactly needs to be done on my part, to fulfill my “mission” here. In other words, I am trying to find genuine meaning in my life.

I am lost. Continue reading ““I’m Lost” – Chasing uncertainty, Breathing through insecurity, and the Road Less Travelled”

Duking The Demon: Pinch Bars and Steel Wheels – Testing the Faith [Part 1.5]

I began to find a new handle on my being. I kept at my personal practices to
overcome my general fears and discomforts. In these attempts, I continuously
tried to expose myself to uncomfortable situations to build resilience to
them– my experience and my outlook progressed.

As I furthered this lifestyle and began reframing who I was, I found that I
fell back onto my initial beliefs. And though I had no doubt for the
traditional God, my failed outreach DID NOT put any more doubt on the
concept by any means– I simply reassumed my deist perspectives.

It took a long time, but I felt rooted again.

--Testing The Faith- Without Balls, Part 1.

Duking The Demon- Pinch Bars and Steel Wheels. (Testing The Faith, Part 1.5)…

WE ARE our own GODS!

Continue reading “Duking The Demon: Pinch Bars and Steel Wheels – Testing the Faith [Part 1.5]”

Testing the Faith, Without Balls [Part 1]: A Desperate Scramble from One to None

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“And yet again we have come full circle.

Shed your layers, winter’s cycle has passed.”

-G. Kourtesiotis, 2017

Happy Easter… Happy Pascha.. Happy Passover… Happy Nothing.

It’s that time of year again, where many of us take part in the religious festivities symbolic with struggle, death, resurrection, and re-birth.

I am your Greek-Canadian kid raised Christian-Orthodox

Typically, I went to church every Sunday like most good pupils of the faith would. And just like most children, I was dragged along for my faith by my grandparents– less so much by my actual parents. As I slowly began to discover my own power to make choices for myself, I found myself falling out of my own religion. This of course took some time, but I just wasn’t satisfied with the answers to my questions of faith.

Continue reading “Testing the Faith, Without Balls [Part 1]: A Desperate Scramble from One to None”