Suddenly, my head felt lighter, My vision-sharper. My miners' helmet came on. beaming light on the next turn. Looking over my shoulder, Like a distraught soldier. Trust was rare, and I was sweating fear.

I write under the pen name Jack Altrade. Mostly delivering my experiences and thoughts in mind engaging styles. This piece is as titled to reflect the absence of universal standards in intents, deeds or

Season 1 Ep. 2 "All mediocre people think they are special, while all the special people do not think they aren't mediocre"- I often come up with these sort of hypothesis; inspired by the constant

First off, contrary to what the title might suggest; I am not a melodramatist. I am just another non-average young dude of the black race who has had the good fortune of travelling around the world in