A long time ago, I said that I would be doing this from time to time. Clearly, that fell through to the bottom of the Earth. My focus had been around other things which include my music, story writing and art. But starting now, I'm bringing it back from the Earth's core. I'll try to leave the corny metaphors behind though. Anyways, for this mental stream I'm just clarifying what their purpose is. Basically, I'm just saying what's on my mind at the time. Nothing too crazy hopefully. Then again that's a matter of perspective. That's kind of the point of the Mental Stream. This is sort of a public expression of things I feel a need to write about and post without cluttering someone's timeline. I'm typically a quiet individual, but I've got a lot on my mind. Unfortunately, I don't think I make the most sense at times. And yet, there have been times I've said things people thought were profound. So instead of telling anyone how to read my mind, I'll ask a rhetorical question: How do you perceive my nonsense?

The Mental Stream is really just a short way of saying "a sudden thought that was sparked from some sort of inspiration." Often times, I will have some metaphorical thoughts that I may share on this site. Sometimes they will make sense, other times very confusing or even nonsensical. Either way, they aren't really meant for anything but an interesting read. If it's funny enough to laugh at, laugh at it. If it provokes some serious thought, then ponder it. It's all up to you. The first few Mental Streams that I post are some that I had a long time ago. Darkness. It's something truly terrifying. Something that can do nothing but confuse those without light. We may fear darkness, but it is simply an illusion. We may witness terrible things there, but that's only due to its ability to confuse us. Do you know what darkness really is? Darkness is simply the absence of light. When light is present, darkness flees. But without it, we are subject to the trickeries of misconception. Though this is the case, there is something to keep in mind. The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes. Do not worry though, because there is a light that resides above. If you are directly under its warmth, the shadow can't go anywhere but down. Sadly, we cannot truly escape the darkness unless we become one with the light. When we rise to join the greatest light there is, darkness will have to leave us and flee into the abyss below us. #writersblock #tips #booktitles

This short story was written during my senior year in college. During that time, I was swamped with many classes that demanded my time and attention which brought about great stress. This story is inspired by this struggle and reflects on the struggle of a college student concerned about success. Now available for reading!! I’m always annoyed. Annoyed by the fact that wherever I go, there’s always someone in front of me and someone behind me. They’re always in my way. The guy in front is always looking back at me, but not just over his shoulder. No, he’s walking backwards to face me, keeping his studying eyes on me at all times. I don’t know who he thinks he’s looking at like that. As for the other guy behind me, he’s always so close that he steps on my heels. Sometimes, I can even feel his breath down my neck. I’m just waiting for him to lick me to see what flavor I am. Ugh. Whether I’m going to class or going home, they’re always waiting for me. Whether I’m awake or sleeping, they’re always nearby. Whether I feel like dealing with them or not, they’re always there. Sometimes I wonder why I haven’t gotten use to them. I mean, they’ve been there all my life. The guy that walks in front of me was born long before I was and the guy behind me was born not long after me. All in the same place. They even grew up with me, one in front and one behind. The front guy always ran from me though, and the guy behind always It still amazes me that they both have been in my life for this long. I believe I have fair reason to be annoyed. The older, buffer guy in front of me never talks to me. He only searches me. The expression on his face lets me know he’s studying me, almost as if he’s trying to remember something. It’s still annoying though. Everytime I look up, I see his eyes surveying my every move. I see many people bump into this guy and tell him to watch where he’s going. He doesn’t turn around though. I don’t think he realizes how much of an impact he makes on them. They walk away in pain once they realize he isn’t paying them any attention. At times, I want to run up to the guy in front of me, grab him by the collar, and ask him: Why are you always studying me? You know you’re always pushing people away, right? Isn’t there something else in life you can do? Trust and believe, I’ve actually tried to. Unfortunately, this guy is uncatchable. Every time I take off after him, it’s as if he knows my every move. He dodged every attempted grab all while moving backwards. I even chased him over a railing, but he just backflipped over it and kept running backwards. Though I hate to admit it, he’s pretty skilled. As for the younger, wimpier guy behind me, I already know why he’s following me. He likes me. Like, a lot. I think I understand why though. He’s always been looking for an answer, a purpose, a guide. For some reason, he thinks I have it figured out. He’s always watching me and trying to get my attention. He thinks I’ve got it all figured out like some celebrity. I’m sure he’s fallen in love with me, though he’s also fallen in envy. I can feel his lustful gaze trying to strip me down and reveal all that I am. Like some kind of mystery gift he wants all to himself. I feel violated. He’s always stepping on my heels just so I’ll turn around for him to ask: Why don’t you look at me more often? Can’t you help me be noticed for once? How do you do you? I’ve tried to be nice and tell him to leave me alone. Heck, I’ve even tried to help him out, but to no avail. He just doesn’t get it. He can’t see life the way I see it yet. There’s just no point in trying to get him to understand. Everytime I try to tell him what to do next, he shys up and tries to get me to do it. I don’t have time for that. Trying to help him is just slowing me down as it is. I just keep trying to go about my business hoping that his seemingly endless thirst will be quenched some other way. Day in and day out, I have to put up with these guys. Since the day I was born, they’ve surrounded me. I’m almost certain they’ll be buried next to me when I die from going crazy. I’ll never be able to understand why the guy in front of me is always watching me, nor will I know when the guy behind me will stop watching me. I really want to know, but I don’t think I’ll ever find out. All I know is that I don’t want to become like either of them. I wish I could say I won’t, but the longer I deal with them I can’t help but wonder: Who am I really? Do I actually exist? What am I doing with my life? Then I had an epiphany. What if the guy in front of me wasn’t actually trying to look at me? What if I wasn’t the one the guy behind me needed to ask the questions? What if the guy in front of me was actually trying to find the guy behind me and the guy behind me needed to find the guy in front of me? Maybe the front guy will only find what he needs from the guy behind me, and the guy behind me will only get the answer he needs from the guy in front of me. I never thought of this until it occured to me that that I couldn’t see both of them at the same time. If what I realised is true, then it can only mean one thing: Maybe I’m the one standing in their way, and so long as I exist, they will never meet.

This is a poem that I wrote a few years ago. Real Food I don't just serve any kind of food: I serve real food And I'm gonna tell you my secret ingredient: honesty I don't just add honesty for certain foods It's the core flavor of all my goods And I don't include it like you may expect I mix it quite well so everyone can taste the effect My honesty doesn't always come off blunt But you'll get the taste: I ain't trying to stunt Having said that, I won't always add the stuff But understand this: this ad ain't no bluff I usually can tell when my customers can't handle it But feel free to come back and I'll make that boy legit Return at your own risk: for this ain't for the feint of heart Ain't my fault if it tastes a little tart Everyone experiences my flavor diversely Even though this seasoning is the same constantly So stop on by if you want real taste 0$ deals: no time to waste

This is a poem that I wrote for an event in 2017. Let Your light Shine The Lord loves us all Don't be easily swayed Let the world know we praise him "...because we are fearfully and wonderfully made." - Psalm 139:14 Though we praise him differently Continue to lift your hands For it says in the bible "Make a joyful noise, all ye lands." - Psalms 100:1 Don't withhold your praise Because of who is near We have the power to speak "For God hath not given us the spirit of fear." - 2 Timothy 1:7 We have a chance at life Thanks to the Holy One "For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son." - St. John 3:16 Jesus died on the cross To save us from our sin Now we must tell others For we are "fishers of men." - Matthew 4:19 Treat others with care Since we know the one above Otherwise would we truly know him Because "God is love." - 1 John 4:8 Spread the good news As we are spirit lead We must follow his command for "faith without works is dead." - James 2:26 We are well equipped and boldly sent By the most divine So as our lord told us "Let your light shine..." - Matthew 5:16 #reading #writing #lessons