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We are Divided

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BRICK by BRICK

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May 25, 2024

This book emerges from the depths of a broken man’s soul. While I am still a “WORK IN PROGRESS,” each year finds me better than the last—a repeating cycle for well over a decade. Life broke me down, and I failed to recognize the cracks that could have been my escape, leaving me trapped in a cycle of excuses and blame. This destructive process became easy, though its outcomes were harsh. I wished for change rather than working for it. As a middle-aged man, I finally became self-aware of my position in life and the true reasons for it. The realization hit hard: it was all ME, ME, ME! I made a solemn PROMISE to myself—one that would change my life. This promise started with taking better care of myself. It began with a simple act: moving my body daily, first thing in the morning. This one small task transformed my world in countless ways. Now, over a decade later, I am ready to share my story with the world, believing that my journey can help others change their lives too. Although I am not done, I feel as though I have just begun. This book is a testament to,...

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May 8, 2024

Graduation 🧑‍🎓

This weekend, I had the honor of attending my niece’s graduation from Coastal Carolina University. As I sat among the sea of caps and gowns, witnessing the hopeful faces of tomorrow, I couldn’t help but reminisce about my own college graduation back in the halcyon days of 1997. Graduation day had stirred within me a whirlwind of emotions; I was filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation as I faced the looming prospect of adulthood. Reflecting on my collegiate journey, I realized that I hadn’t been the quintessential college student. With a modest GPA of 2.2, I often wondered how I managed to cross the finish line. Yet, here I was, a testament to the 30% of individuals who had earned a college degree. Surveying the room, I pondered how many of my fellow graduates shared a similar path. As the ceremony unfolded, I couldn’t shake the feeling of empathy for these fresh-faced graduates. For many of them, college had been a sanctuary—a bubble shielding them from the harsh realities of the world beyond campus gates. While some undoubtedly faced significant challenges and sacrifices during their academic journey, for the majority, college was a time of leisure, socializing, and,...

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October 27, 2024

Breaking Free from Mental Chains: A Reflection on Racism, White Supremacy, and Personal Accountability

One of my favorite quotes is, “I’m not a prisoner of my past.” I’ve come to realize that I’m also not a prisoner of other people’s past. Too often, conversations are dominated by mentions of racism and white supremacy, as if those two forces alone are responsible for the lives we live today. Yes, racism and white supremacy exist and should be called out when necessary. But making them the focal point of every conversation strips away the depth and nuance needed for true intellectual dialogue. Take, for instance, someone who starts a speech by talking about white supremacy without illustrating how it plays out in present-day realities. This approach can become hollow, lacking the depth needed to connect with those who may not directly experience it. I’ve found myself wrestling with this idea—that the concept of racism can psychologically trap people who believe it is the primary force holding them back. When you believe someone or something is preventing you from getting where you want to go, you unintentionally limit your own potential. For me, I choose not to use racism, white supremacy, or any other external force as a reason for why I am in the position I’m,...

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March 5, 2025

Walnut

&lt My grandmother’s house always puts a smile on my face. It was the most beautiful apartment in the world to me as a child, even though it was tucked inside the roughest projects in Mount Vernon, New York. Five towering ten-story brick buildings, stacked side by side, looming over a few tight acres of land. Off-street parking. A handful of basketball courts where the nets rarely lasted, and a playground that saw more fights than laughter some days. Outsiders feared these projects. They whispered about them like a forbidden place, a war zone. But for me, it was home. My second home. And I was never afraid. My grandmother’s apartment was a two-bedroom fortress with more locks than the U.S. Treasury. The sound of her unlocking the door was a ritual—a metallic symphony of bolts sliding, deadlocks clicking, chains rattling. And before you ever stepped inside, she cracked the door open just enough to peer through the chain, scanning to make sure you weren’t bringing unexpected company. That was normal to me. So normal that I never thought twice about it until I moved out of the city and realized not everyone lived behind layers of steel and suspicion.,...

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May 14, 2025

Growth takes time!

I wasn’t always the man I am today. In fact, for a long time, I was the exact opposite of who I said I wanted to become. I was a college basketball player who quit—more than once. I was the student who rarely showed up to class. I was a man who ran toward lust and away from anything that looked like a real relationship. I had children in situations I shouldn’t have been in, continuing the broken family cycles I came from instead of breaking them. And despite knowing I was called for something greater, I ran from God—again and again—even when I saw progress, even when I felt that gentle tug on my heart. I’ve hit rock bottom so many times, I lost count. But one day, I made a promise. A simple one: I would never get arrested again. And while life had its own sense of humor and I was later arrested for something as ridiculous as not walking my dog on a leash—yes, that happened—I didn’t quit on myself. Because the promise wasn’t really about avoiding arrest. The promise was about showing up every day to be better than I was the day before. It,...

Men healing – Round 2
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Shades of a Man (Podcast)
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Growth takes time!
- May 14, 2025
Men’s deserve to heal
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Men healing – Round 2

Shades of a Man (Podcast)

Growth takes time!

Men’s deserve to heal

The luck of the Irish ☘️ or NOT 3/17/1998

Standards – Do you have them?

PLAN A

Silver Spoon!

Prime Time

We are Divided

Tainted lens

BRICK by BRICK

Promise- introduction

Graduation 🧑‍🎓

Breaking Free from Mental Chains: A Reflection on Racism, White Supremacy, and Personal Accountability

Walnut

Growth takes time!

Men healing – Round 2

Shades of a Man (Podcast)

Growth takes time!

Men’s deserve to heal