My Mission: To teach, conquer, and calm the mind's of others throughout the world, who feel as if their voice and thoughts have no potential to lead them towards becoming strong passionate thinkers of humanity. My Motto: Jack is my main bitch; Maker's is my mistress

Curiosity Killed The King: Macbeth and Aristotle on Ethical Principles The presence of established truths within a society is central to evaluating the moral structure of a human being. Through the process of seeking a higher understanding of one's purpose for existence on earth, it is possible to specifically determine which qualities characterize the depth… Continue reading ethics on life and stuff →

Although there is no concrete evidence that William Shakespeare, an English Renaissance poet and playwright, read and formulated his characters around Aristotle’s thoughts on ethics and moral character, one can assume he understood the principles that Aristotle coincides with the virtuous and ill, or wicked, characteristics of a single individual and humanity at large. Through… Continue reading This is only the beginning →

The Dead Are Ahead Grateful For Community, Communication, and Celebration I want to travel back fifty years to the parking lot of a Grateful Dead show; sitting in my light blue lawn chair with flowers adorned in my hair, I would be enjoying the best years of my life, living on tye-dye, Vitamin C, and… Continue reading Barbecue chips for breakfast and lunch →

    BUT I GET So nervy-ous

We were going to sit there and be As we loathed the ambition We saw miles ahead We figured to keep on loafing Until we encountered Dead Looking for something to feed us disaster Nug by nug we crumbled much faster Than the crowds of healthy others With their thoughts and dulled-concerned We used all… Continue reading Demonic →

I am You

I'm sitting on the table I'm sitting outside your door I'm becoming who I said I would not Seeking attention more and more I promise I will be different as I really just stay the same I promise I'll be better as I continue to feed my brain Baskets full of cases and heads full… Continue reading Eat Me →

I woke up from that dream-boat, the one that held only me and you, but when I woke up, I did not wake up next to revelation, nor did I wake up to you, I was asleep in a bed, disguised as a casket, It was filled with my attempts to stay grounded-- as my… Continue reading Phantom pt. III →