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I've always been told I learn everything the hard way, and looking back on my life thus far, I couldn’t agree more.
I used to feel resentment about this aspect, imagining I was being picked on by some higher power, a bully with a magnifying glass on little Jared Ford. Ha!
Alas, I seem to have entered into a new phase . Whether that is because of changes I've been trying to implement, or just an inevitability of aging, I can't be sure, but I finally feel that I’m gaining the ability to recognize potential for growth within my mistakes. It’s taken 26 years, but maybe I know why this obstacle-ridden road has been my path — to teach others.
If I’m going to constantly stumble through life, the least I can do is try to shed light on a few metaphorical bridges I’ve traveled that were missing a plank or two, and hopefully, prevent you from stumbling yourself.
Now, I could tell stories about my many shortcomings for days on end, but I’d like to share a little story about one that happ…
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Finding God - Free Will and The Multiverse

Finding God Free Will and The Multiverse
There is a rarely a night I fall asleep without having read every new Science article on Google News. For me, it's comparable to those countdown calendars you get for Christmas, but instead of fueling a sweet tooth with a nightly treat of chocolate, I get to fuel my curiosity. I can't get enough of it. Many of the concepts are too technical or advanced for me to fully grasp, but it sure doesn't stop me from trying.

There is one theory that has ensnared my imagination these days, one that has become omnipresent in my mind—the Theory of the Multiverse. If you aren't familiar, allow me to attempt a brief explanation.

Multiverse Theory has many variations but, at it's core, is the belief that our universe is but one universe among infinite universes, all existing simultaneously. All space, matter, and energy that has ever existed makes up these many universes.

Now for the time being, there is no way to test this theory and ther…

Heroins Guise Does Blossom

By: Jared Ford
West Virginia "Almost Heaven"
 ironic foreshadowing the minds infected the hearts distracted their attention directed to the new ruler of Heaven new savior of the forgotten There's a new hero in town and her name is Heroine
GIVE ME YOUR OPPRESSED  and I'll give them Opiates!  Oxycontin, or Percocet or Roxys, or Fentanyl! fuss not over the name for the results all the same! an escape from your worries, an escape from your life
 So come out of that log cabin, Climb aboard this bandwagon! Think not of your wife or the toil and strife of a pressing days labor, half the wage of your neighbor.

No need to make amends
to deter your fleeing friends.
Just frequent the drugstore and I'll settle the score. I'll cleanse their memory
from any future reverie. All aboard the Death Wagon, I've got a seat just for you!
Herein lies the problem,
Heroins guise does blossom:
In a land where those who feel flawed,
unworthy of God,
are lost in it's heavenly f…

50 Shades of America

The United States of America. 
 Doesn't feel so "United" right now, does it? If you've watched the news, logged into social media, or just visited the internet in the past 2 years, then you're probably more than aware of the ideological divide in America these days. 
So what happened?
 I think one of the first and foremost issues at hand, is that Americans have forgotten what exactly an  American looks like. In today's world of hand-picked news, feedback loops, and "safe spaces", it's become effortless to only see and hear those people that you agree with. Suddenly your preferred image and audience is easy to see and anything else that challenges your views can be simply blocked, removed, or unfollowed. It becomes easy to believe that a "real American" is someone who looks, talks, and thinks a lot like you do. 
 We forget that this nation is made up of 50 independent states, smaller de facto nations, that vary in personality and cultu…

Dream 1-8-18

Dream 1-8-18
I kicked the snow off my boot, placed it in the bindings, and strapped the snowboard to my feet. I was just about to kick off when I noticed a fresh path above me, off to the left. I could huff it up there and that could be my fresh powder… Ok, screw it. I undid my straps and started trudging up through the deep snow when — OW! What the fuck? My left ear was being electrocuted, causing my head to twitch to the side. I ripped off my sunglasses and the pain stopped.
What? It felt as if that electrical surge was coming from the end of my sunglasses. I picked them up, squeezed on the end of the left side, and noticing a small bulge within, proceeded in trying to crush it.  That’s when I thought I had truly lost it, because I could have sworn I heard sounds squeaking out of it…
Hesitantly, I lifted the glasses back to my head, hovered them just above where they would’ve sat on my ears.
“Do not crush that Jared! This is extremely rare and expensive technology!” a voice spoke.

Finding God

This series I call Finding God and it is an example of questions that plague me on a daily basis, and the process of my imagination, going back to my first memories... What/where/how is God, What/how/why am I?

What if everything you’ve ever believed was wrong? If everything you take for granted and assume as fact, is just plain wrong… Look around you. Pick an item, anything... Odds are, you are looking at something very hard and solid. Touch it. Feel how solid it is, there is no denying that its right in front of you, that it is indeed a solid mass, right?
Well, whatever solid you chose, is 99% nothing at all. In fact, there is so much empty space in that solid thing, that certain wavelengths have no trouble traveling straight through it without even the slightest collision, and it appears on the other side.
At the center of each atom is a tiny nucleus situated in empty space. How much empty space? Lets use a peanut to represent the nucleus, and Wrigley Field to represent the atom …

Message: Unseen

Message: Unseen By: Jared Ford
He said: I love you man. I'm so glad we're friends.
I love you too brotha, wink face, I replied I'm waiting—Still waiting, How long must I abide? They're saying you're gone?? But... this talk isn't over, This can't be the end, this day in October
I have so much to say! No... Please... Just respond!

This should not be real, the pain that I feel. How can it be, that it's now only me? Where did you go? You were so quick to depart. I'm looking! I'm searching! I'm screaming your name! Damn it Marcus, I'm lost, no more hide and seek It's time to come out, I need my best friend This game I can't win, and the future looks bleak..
My brother — my kin.  We were born as strangers, yet chose to be family Is this not the most omnipotent bond? When blood claims the pot, still, the hearts all-in. Surely this endures out into the beyond Where pain is forgotten, in the realm of the fallen How's the view out ther…

Blood Brothers - Part 2

Blood Brothers - Part 2 By: Jared Ford

If you haven't already read Part 1, click here

"Shh... listen? Do you hear that?" Mikey leaned forward and flicked off the lantern, plunging us into total darkness.  
"What?" I said.
"I heard voices. Far off. Unintelligible, but definitely voices" he whispered. My brother's typically bombastic voice rarely reduces to a whisper, so I knew he was sincere. This was not good.

How could they have found this mine? Even the locals on this island hardly knew of its location. I had only found it by accident when one of my more eccentric buddies insisted we hike and hunt for gold placer deposits along remote streams in the canyons.  Even then, the entrance was so covered in growth and hanging vines that we could've walked right by and never noticed. They must have followed our tire tracks. I led them right to us. I was in such a rush before, that thought had never occurred to me until now.
Holding my breath, I lis…

An American Slaughter

An American SlaughterIn memory of the Las Vegas Massacre victims By: Jared Ford

The darkness is thick today. 

The sensation of weight, drags my heart low within,
Doubt & confusion convert my mind into haze.
It will not relinquish, in these coming days,
As stories are told & pictures are shown.

While our joyfulness weakens, national unity deepens.
When an American dies, there is no divide.
Alone, their blood spills, but together, we bleed. 
Anger is here, but for now, we must grieve.
For our brothers and sisters, our lovers, our children,
These were our future, stolen & frozen.

Preserved in the past, let them not die in vain.
Remember this feeling, the heartbreak, the pain,
The anger that follows, supplying rage like a viper,
Let it permeate your thoughts, that cowardly sniper!
An American died! An American died! 

"We'll get those responsible, may they burn evermore!"
"How dare someone strike us? The U. S. of A!"

In the rising suns light, a chilling…