This has been a weird sort of two weeks for me. Brexit‬ made me feel angry and powerless to help my friends of African and Indian origin who were facing unjust persecution in a land they loved, and then ‪Alton Sterling‬ and ‪‎Philando Castile‬ were murdered in the land of the free so I found a small release for my powerlessness – I could donate to their families, throw money at them and feel… less impotent. Then I realized, wow, I’m a piece of shit; here’s this amazing device for intercontinental connection and voice, and all I’m using it for is as speedy means of deriving some sort of self-satisfaction…

Blessed strength be upon you UK friends, for as much as I wish it did, it never gets easier being shown that the world you love doesn't love you back.

The first casualty of a murderer is the murderer's mind.

There's a reason why slaves who taught themselves how to read called it "stealing back their own bodies."

You feel like an X-Man.

Though it’s mostly for show, I technically have an elephant trainer’s/ caretaker’s license from Thailand. One could go so far as to call me a Mahout. The best I can say is that “training” elephants is a complex subject, but living and working with them is… holy. There are many methods to training elephants and I chose my mentors based on theirs. Most elephants in Thailand are

What It's Like Sleeping Two Hours A Day For A Year (Polyphasic Sleep)

Bless the women who braved pregnancy. Who told us they'd be there for us before themselves, and were tested time and time again to stand by their words and did so.

The best way I can explain it is that it's comparable to running through a unending...

Bless to the man with no tombstone.