Thoughts from the Thinking

The journal of one Gaius Germanicus Thaddaeus, a Roman citizen from the reign of the Divine Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus who has found himself in 21st century America. I’ve watched these people in this strange place for some time now and I am at an utter loss as to why they constantly seek to [...]

Well, I figure it is high time I bring this up… I have talked before about letting go and the difficulty of deciding whether or not to but I haven’t truly, to my recollection, addressed my thoughts on breaking hearts. Sure, I’ve talked about the damage all people have felt but never really talked about [...]

I once started writing a poem about hypocrites I saw at church. I was bothered by the way people behaved at the student Mass I used to go to on a regular basis so I started writing with a bit of a harsh tone with God’s voice. It is easy to look like a holy [...]

I have a place where dreams are born And time is never planned. It’s not on any chart You must find it with your heart. Never, never land. It might be miles beyond the moon, Or right there where you stand. Just keep an open mind, And then suddenly you’ll find Never, never land. You’ll have a treasure if you stay there More precious far then gold. For once you have found your way there You can never, never grow old. So that’s my home where dreams are born / And time is never planned. Just think of lovely things And your heart will fly on wings Forever… in Never, Neverland.

I was recently out at the Lake of the Ozarks with family and through my (not really) near drowning experience, I came to an interesting conclusion about myself in respect to swimming but it applies pretty well to my whole life. I like the feeling of being able to touch bottom with my head above [...]

I’ve decided that my life is a vicious cycle. This is not to say that every aspect of certain parts of my life will unequivocally repeat themselves, but there are certain things that have come back full circle recently that I feel some need to put into words. This may turn into a bit of [...]

Like dropping addictions, letting go of someone with whom one have emotional attachment incurs withdrawal and a great amount of pain. In the end, however, it has great benefits and serves as an experience of growth if done well and “in time.”

Sometimes, OK, a lot of the time, I wish I could go back to be being a kid again. Honestly, there is nothing wrong with being a “Toys R Us Kid” and sometimes it looks really tempting. I often feel nostalgic of the 90′s and my days in grade school where days were long and playing football in the street with the neighbors was the local past time. I had some good times before high school; before puberty came and hit me in the face like a brick. This is not to say that those were the “best” days of my life but they were something outside of themselves; those days were days when I was different.