Disturbance

I have been silent for a very long time. Ever since I graduated college, my interactions with the media quickly tottered off until I published nothing for months. Soon, I began to feel this sort of obligation to post. To create. To perform. Bo Burnham captures this problem phenomenally well in his show Make Happy.…

The Beauty of Literature

One of the beautiful things about literature is that it provokes empathy for human beings. If it doesn’t provoke empathy—if one cannot place itself in the shoes of the characters, it is not a good story. The reason why we love stories is because we want to feel transported. We want to experience and feel…

Somebody Played God Last Night

Somebody played God last night. Oh, no. That never turns out well, does it? Somebody thought that someone else’s life was not worth living. Very, very interesting. God walked into that church and said, “Don’t bother praying to your God, because I am he.” Shortly after, I found nine souls in my arms. Premature. In…

Prelude

The biggest problem that I have discovered with blogging is that I don’t know what the hell to talk about. Theological Inquiry? Poetry? Short Stories? Rambling about the discombobulated randomness of life? I guess I would have to say yes. Yes to all the options. Yes to infinity. I am your ‘Yes Man,’ Mr. and/or…