MTB: Killing The Devil, Chapter TwoThat evening, it was me, my daughter, my new son-in-law, my other son, and his two seven-year-old and four-year-old kids, Julio and Brendon— the six of us— and we were having a great time that night even though our first invites hadn’t arrived yet.MTB: Killing The Devil, Chapter Two2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Are you sure you don’t want to go inside?”
“I’m sure. I’ll just sit in my van and watch it all unfold in there. Does that sound like a winner to you?”
I could hear the conversation between them from outside going on, and it kind of startled me a bit. I was about to go deeper into this chat before Kathy Lee saw me, so she said something out of curiosity.
“So, dad,” she asks me, trying to get in on the dialogue, “What’s going on out there?”
“I can’t say for sure,” I told her, “but as far as I can figure, I’m not really gonna worry
I Worry:Iconrainbow-iplz: :Iconrainbow-wplz::Iconrainbow-oplz::Iconrainbow-rplz::Iconrainbow-rplz::Iconrainbow-yplz:I Worry4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I worry about everything.
I worry about what I did back then.
I worry about what I'm doing now.
I worry about what I will do later.
I worry for no reason.
I worry because I want to.
I worry because I need to.
I worry because I have to.
I worry at the worst times.
I worry when the world is thriving.
I worry when things are going good for me.
I worry when everyone's helping me.
I worry too much.
I worry even though I should be happy.
I worry even though it isn't necessary.
I worry even though I have it made.
Why do I worry anyway?
Is it because someone's talking behind my back?
Is it because I'm different than everyone?
Is it because I'm not as good as I say I am?
I guess perhaps I shouldn't worry, then, now, should I?
This Is The World We Live In.This is the world we live in.This Is The World We Live In.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A world of chaos,
A world of hate,
A world of doubt and fear,
A world of violence.
Decades upon decades of political corruption and lies.
Many years of falseness,
Many years of doubt,
Many years of remorse and suffering,
Many years of pain.
This is the world we live in.
A world that bleeds,
A world that burns,
A world that lives and dies,
A world that exists.
Decades upon decades of mistrust among others.
Many years of complaints,
Many years of warfare,
Many years of death and blasphemy,
Many years of dysfunction.
What is this world that has become this way?
What did this world used to offer that it doesn't now?
What could this world be if we choose to go down this path?
What would this world be without all the bloodshed and disaster?
What is this world we live in?
What is this cold and blackened Earth?
What is this feeling that one keeps inside oneself?
This is our fright, our fear, our joy, our pride.
This is our life, our skin, our bones, our soul.
MTB: Killing The Devil, Chapter OneYou want to know something? I have seen a lot of stuff in my life— stuff that no man would ever dream of seeing— stuff that would make even the wisest of men tremble. I have witnessed and heard the craziest things, you know? You might even say that I’ve been through so much stuff that I just don’t know the difference between reality and illusion, but that, my friend… that is a lie. There are millions of people out there who have seen the things I saw and much more, and that I am able to recognize; however, the thing about me and many members of my immediate and extended families is that we remember pretty much everything.MTB: Killing The Devil, Chapter One2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Take, for instance, the twelve or so months that Mandrake was away on the frontline. The better half of that time he spent was caring for others in need or risking his soul on the battlefields surrounding Clearwater— and I was originally born in Coldspring, by the way, but that makes no difference— but one day, around January