The Washingtons (ep.11)

After the ride from Target in the back of a truck, Unity awakened in a comfortable bed in an Airstream camper, just as she expected. As much as the camper was a brilliant shiny metal shell, her senses and emotions were dulled and numb. According to the plan, she was well set up to live... Continue Reading →

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The Washingtons (ep.10)

The friendships formed in the house church, through the intimacy of the small group and the openness and sincerity of its members, allowed the group to learn about the history of Unity. They learned of all the people who have abandoned Unity in favor of their own convenience, including her natural parents, and they saw... Continue Reading →

the consequence of forcing it

There are so many types of "forcing it." I have addressed several already, in the precursors to this post: 1, 2, 3, and 4. I have suggested that as a general rule, subject to some exceptions of course, we should focus our attention on ourselves when forcing things (i.e. self-discipline) and we should not impose... Continue Reading →

some people. .

It's been brought to my attention that I've posted a lot of darkness lately.  People have expressed concern.  I'm fine. I post my thoughts and those are often dim, but vomiting it out is quite therapeutic. So, my apologies and thanks for reading. With that out of the way, here's a brighter, happier story: Years... Continue Reading →

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Dark, dank, moldy cell Back of truck, personal hell human cargo is not the past still alive, spreading fast she wakes up, sees the day wishes she hadn't just wanted to play edge of yard seemed safe enough he was friendly when he drove up offered her money to go for a ride in a... Continue Reading →

36 – child abuse

I'm skipping my regular cryptic title because we can't afford misunderstandings here. I often wonder if Kim Jong Un was abused as a child. Statistics show that many of the "bully" types I mentioned in plebeius have suffered abuse themselves at some point. But I'm not going to waste time with statistics now - they... Continue Reading →

התקדמותו של צליין or reflections on a pilgrimage 4

Tsoro in Hausa. خوف in Arabic. Peur in French. φόβος in Greek. Miedo in Spanish. डर in Hindi. Takut in Indonesian. 恐れ in Japanese. Timor in Latin.  פַּחַד in Hebrew. ကြောက်ရွံ့သောစိတ် in Burmese. Every language knows Fear. Why? Because every culture knows fear. Every person knows fear. Fear of hunger; fear of abandonment; fear of monsters - real or imaginary... Continue Reading →

18 – amicus

Disneyworld can be "the wonderful world of Disney," or it can be a gargantuan, God-forsaken, galaxy of greed and blubbering babies and their petulant parents. For the Hogues, in the fall of 1996, it was mostly good. I honestly don't remember much of the trip except that Dad seemed older than he had ever been.... Continue Reading →

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