Becoming Human

November 26, 2017 by Patrick Starks

BECOMING HUMAN

 When I met god for the first time it was unlike anything one would imagine, he wasn’t really tall, nor short; he wasn’t dark nor light, you couldn’t really tell, he wasn’t anything in particular, he was… everythingؙ—the wind, the rain, the trees, the sand even, you name it, and he would be at least one, if not them all. Most had assumed that god was in fact a he, but not even we as gods soldiers knew what god truly was, let alone his gender, if he even had one.  God was god, it didn’t really matter what he was to us, although, hearing gentle voices through the wind was enough for any of us to fear what he or she could be if pissed off in any way—it sparked not only mine, but everyone else’s curiosity to discover the mystery of mysteries. Continue reading “Becoming Human”

Hope for Seattle

November 19th, 2017 by Patrick Starks 

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It had been months since I fled the beautiful city of Seattle. It hadn’t been the same for a long time but the semi-molded fries from Dicks burgers brought me back to a memory when things were calm, when things were perfect—days of greasy burgers, strawberry milk shakes, and laughter were all I could ever think about as the days went on. But I was running low on gas, and out of caffeine as well. So, I decided it be best I just pulled over.  I needed to close my eyes for a bit; I hadn’t slept for at least six days, and I really just needed to forget about all that had happened, although, love is one of the hardest things to forget about, at least for me it was. Continue reading “Hope for Seattle”