Self-Reliablity is Real

I saw this with many I went to high school with, and it’s flat out annoying. What’s even more disgusting is when you tell people, even back then, your dreams are bigger than their parents and grandparents status quo (wow, I’m going to be burning a lot of bridges with those who went to Edison High School with me), they’ll laugh and mock you until oblivion.

We Are a Nation of Dependents

People are afraid of freedom. We live in a country where people claim they’re proud to be free but are continually demanding security over freedom. I consent freedom has a light and dark side. So does nature. And so does security. Everything has a yin and a yang. There’s light and dark in everything, including ourselves. That being said, I’m taking freedom of security and running with it.

When the Boss Shows Up in Their Luxury Vehicle

I believe in two things: A- The Republican Party expects employees to rely on their employers to live. B- The Democratic Party expects employees to rely on government interference to live. And C- The Libertarian Party expects the individual to rely on themselves to live. Choose your path wisely.

Over the last few posts, I’ve used my Pepsi Guy example as a man who sold out his lifelong dream to enter Corporate America and make money via bribe from Pepsi Co. I believe most, if not all of us, have a dream before we even step foot into the realm of society. I urge … Continue reading

My Long and Wary Journey, Part III

I caught a lot of people off guard this past year when I really began stating my views on life. Keep in mind, as a natural introvert, my only friends stemmed from my former place of work, which I’ll continue to call the Weirton Club. In a conservative area like Weirton, the second I supported … Continue reading My Long and Wary Journey, Part III

My Long and Wary Journey, Part II

I want to fast forward to June 2015, nearly a year after I started writing my first drafts for my budding manuscript series. Little did I know I stood at a standstill, and my own personal image wouldn’t be changing for another two years. Looking back at this pivotal year, I was in denial. I … Continue reading My Long and Wary Journey, Part II

I’ve long had a love for history, politics, foreign policy, and anything related to this subject matter. Yet, when I stepped foot into the high school weight room, my brain rewired. It was June 8th, 2005, and I had been sick and tired of being the small, weak kid with a tough time standing his … Continue reading