The Tattoo Project: Gabe

The a is in brackets, because, if you take out the a, the rest of the words spell “revel”. To revel is to understand, to dwell, on something. Surround yourself with it. That’s the goal of our lives - to dwell on the things of our faith. Whether it be... [Continue reading]

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Grinding the Blade

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The following is a piece written by a Veteran who prefers to remain anonymous. If this resonates with you, please share your experience below.


I need to compete.
I need the eyes of judgement and assessment on me holding me accountable.
I need the struggle and hardship of pushing myself to be better, mentally and physically.
I need to sweat, breath heavy until the taste of metal creeps into my throat, I need the pain of pushing my physical limits.
I need hard work.
I thrive in this primitive element of strain.

Call me simple, but I need to be on edge, sharp, always honing the blade.

Life’s struggles has had that blade smashed on a rock until dull and bent, that primitive animal state, emaciated. ‘Like driving a Ferrari with the e-brake on’ a friend once told me.

There is a way back. I just need to find it.

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