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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 rep
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Blood Brothers Part III

Blood Brothers Part III By: Jared Ford   Part I   Part II        "Stand up and place your back against the wall!" a voice shouted through the small slot being held open at the bottom of my cell door, flooding the tiny room with light.        "Fuck you!" I screamed, or at least, I tried to scream. My voice was so hoarse at this point it was hardly audible. I have no idea whats going on, where I'm at, or who the owner of that voice was... but I was pretty sure "fuck you" was the appropriate response.        "Stand with your back against the wall or you can skip another meal," the voice replied. I felt the saliva pooling in my mouth at the thought of food. Pavlov would've been proud to see such an instantaneous result. I wanted to resist, to scream , to growl and gnash at my visitor but I knew it was futile. It hadn't made a difference these past...24 hours? 72? Shit, it could be a week for all I knew. I drifted i

REVELRY

REVELRY By: Jared Ford rev•el•ry ˈrevÉ™lrÄ“ noun Lively and noisy festivities, especially when these involve drinking a large amount of alcohol. "Sounds of revelry issued into the night" A better definition could scarcely be found Agreed every irritated neighbor around I awoke to the thunder that ended my slumber Who creates such a riot, I suffered to wonder The wild things are here And with them, comes fear Fear of the roars, and thumps in the night Echoes of monsters who scream their delight How peculiar, how odd, why here? Why now? What stirs their heart to arouse such a howl? The wild things I hear As I slowly draw near Their beastly attire, gleams ever brighter As the fire spins higher, their eyes do inspire They dance with such glee, their spirit carefree How enticing for me, this uncouth jubilee… The wild things I’ve seen Don’t appear all that mean Into the light, I announced my arrival A dozen kind sm

I AM A FUCKHEAD

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

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 th

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 la

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 i

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 technolo