Tag: When Stars Misguide Us

  • I am Going To Jupiter

    An unforgettable mini-road trip to a clear blue ocean with the people I love. Endless Searching It is Saturday and I wake up early contemplating what I should do for my wife for her birthday, it is on Tuesday but we want to celebrate on the weekend. For the rest of the day I am…

  • I Was Only In Kindergarten

    My first real teacher (besides pre-k) was emotionally vulnerable in front of me and she made unfair attempts to reprimand me which contributed to my skepticism about the role and integrity of educators. Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash Misguided Relationships: My relationships with teachers I went to preschool when I was three and four years old, but…

  • Father

    Today is my birthday and I have turned 30 years old. Here are my thoughts and feelings. Being a dad gives me purpose in my life I am feeling so emotional. I love my life and everyone in it. I love my kids and my wife. Emily and Vincent are truly perfect. Being a father…

  • Do We Live Forever In Words That No One Will Ever Read?

    A man alone in a lighthouse writing to his true love who has vanished from this earth some time ago. Lighthouse Ghost Stories We will be together soon my love, I am here writing about you, and for you. You see this lighthouse gets lonely since I am the only one here, but I will…

  • Are We Talking To People Or Just Echoes Of Social Media Algorithms?

    An observation on where humanity’s souls are going. Is it a good or bad thing? What truly is individuality? I look into some people’s eyes and I see a hollow soul. An empty heart that is barely feeling. I wonder if it is because of social media. Too many hours a day, every day, doom…

  • Take Me Back To The Night When I Found You

    Our souls are connected; we always have felt it. Misguided stars light up the night, something in me knows tonight is the night. I always knew it was you. Youthful hearts beating to the rhythm of the universe. I can’t get my mind off of you. Everything feels right, and there is not much more…

  • The Unconscious Is Structured Like A Language

    Understanding the unconscious with Jacques Lacan, a French psychoanalyst and psychiatrist, helps us make sense of our actions and self-awareness. The Unconscious Is Structured Like A Language It is interesting to think that we have the knowledge to understand that we are separate from our environment. The notion of self; is that each of us…

  • A Series Of Being Misunderstood

    A new idea I have on what to write about. Times and moments of misunderstandings I have had in my life. Is there anything to learn from it or is life full of random events with no meaning? Entry #1 A series of being misunderstood I am a misunderstood individual. I have realized that I…

  • Cycling Through Trees

    A rainy bicycle ride in a forest full of trees turns into thoughts that lead me to my love. Pedal Forward I am riding my bike fast through a forest. There are coast redwood trees high above me. Each second the trees past me as I pedal forward. I do not look back because this…

  • Question My Youth As A Youth

    Walking down a dark road alone with my skateboard in my left hand and my heart on my sleeves. It’s 10:30 pm, I am sixteen and it’s a Sunday night. I like going out and skating at night because I feel so vulnerable and sometimes scared. I live in suburbia mixed with country backroads and…