ASHES: A Poem

Words By Hinsel Sifting through the ashes of yesterday’s dream. Edges sharp and broken, a shattered glimmer hungrily gleams. Never touching anything, stumbling blindly forward through the dark. Oblivion left behind me, my savage salvage builds the cage that holds my heart.

How To Be Successful Without Being A Total Douchebag

Everyone wants to be a successful person. You. Me. Them. Everybody. It’s hard wired into our little monkey brains; even people determined to be complete failures at everything in life want to be successful at failing. You’ve read all those articles on INC and other douchetrepreneur fluff sites like “7 Things Leaders Do That Others…

Featured Author: Kameryn James

We were fortunate to have the opportunity to catch up with Kameryn James, author and talk with her about her craft as well as her most recent works.  She’s been a long time friend of our editor, a talented writer, and supporter of creativity in her own community. Here’s a brief bio: Kameryn James grew…

Hack Your Own Brain: Bring The Awesome

Your brain is an amazingly complex system of bio-electrical synapses and relays, holding millions of bits of information, and able to calculate at the speed of light – yet look around today and you might doubt these facts. You’ve all seen the meme of the people walking, staring mindlessly at their cell phones, with the…

Cold Brew: Taking Your Chemical Dependency into Your Own Hands

We’ve Designed This Helpful Guide For: Who: Anyone who drinks coffee, needs chems to help get through the day, wants to save money. What: Large batch coffee that should last you at least a couple days. When: 24-48 hours before you NEED it. Where: Anywhere with a cold-storage unit. Why: Want to save money, make…

The Man Who Fixes Mistakes: Fiction

by Hinsel “Who’re you  ?” “I’m the man that fixes mistakes.” Around me the interior of the plane seemed to grow brighter for a moment before becoming impossibly dark.  It wasn’t a flash like a lightning strike so much as a slow flare that fades. Yet somehow in this new darkness I found myself able…

RESIGNED: A Poem

resigned to caging the tiger still paces the four barred walls stare back flare up wrap around above beneath children’s laughter: calliope wind blows through the bars mocking in its freedom satiated: green grass billowing clouds unobstructed by steel lined roof; beauty unknown. time comes passes and mockery makes of wood and steel of cart…

Does It Matter?

Oh, that old question…. Universally? Ultimately? NO. Nothing we hairless primates ever do on this spinning ball of galactic dust will ever have a grand impact on the larger reality of this plane of existence. Sadly…even less galactically… Nothing you do today very likely will be remembering in 10 years. Or even 50 years. Much…