On a phone call with my grandma this week, we were talking about how we are just like the moon. We are dark blobs of useless matter in a galaxy that does not revolve around us. We are nothing, lost in a universe bigger than our comprehension. At the center of it all is the…Read more What’s My Purpose In Life?
What do you see when you look into the mirror? Well, first, let me tell you what I see when I look into the mirror. I see brokenness. I see a rugged, beat-up past full of constant failure that somehow continues to cycle. You see, I struggle with living in fear of sinning... again and…Read more The Man in the Mirror
We throw you where we please. You travel wherever the wind takes you. We sometimes acknowledge you, yet choose to neglect you. You not only watch us as we step on you, but also as we step over and around you. How isolated you must feel. How abandoned you must feel. Trash. Trash... How did you…Read more Trashed People
In our fickle eyes, the iris, the heart of our eye, naturally causes our pupils, the blacks of our eye, to dilate or constrict depending on the amount of Light exposure we desire to focus on. When we turn our eyes away from the source of Light and simply look into the deep abyss called…Read more The Fickle Eye
I, Chaim O'Deens, have grown up surrounded by the church being a PK, pastor's kid. Because I was constantly raised and surrounded by the church atmosphere, I always wondered what the other side of life was all about. Towards the later years of high school, the darkness gradually began to intrigue me more and more.…Read more The Drowning Sea