Through Weary, Dark Eyes This story was originally posted, here. Click for Part 1. Sometimes, when I look back, remember, it feels like it was a just a dream. Sometimes, it feels like it was just yesterday.

Sunflowers are the skyscrapers of the garden. Fearless, they face the sun, give shelter to passer-by's, provide energy, food. Weathering storms, bent but not broken. The sun comes out, and the sunflower

Combat Safari Full disclosure: First, this IS original content that I'd posted over on my own personal blog, here. I just wanted to make that clear. If I would have known about Steemit before, I would

Because, Amaranth, that's why. What's the big deal with Amaranth anyway? Well, @mountainjewel just wrote an excellent post on the matter of Amaranth. Check it out, here. Purple is majesty, splendor and

Just a quick story, this one. Recently, my wife and I had our DNA done, through Ancestry DNA. Out of curiosity really. Growing up, on my father's side, I was always told we had Native American, (or American

How psilocybin mushrooms change the way your brain processes fear, and even death.  By Matthew Hayes    To Battle!  That’s a bold statement. Conquering fear. To conquer is to imply

Sometimes the moon sits so low, it seems like it'll crash to the ground... And sometimes the clouds rise so high into the sky, that they make you feel so small... but that's the beauty and grandeur of

Sun setting over a rolling sea of green... It's moments like this, that make me appreciate the simple beauty of nature... (And where I live!)

Because who doesn't need a little humor in their life, and good friends to enjoy it with, good tea (whatever that means to you), and good smoke! Morgan Freeman likes the weed. Enjoy the rhymes!  I

I wrote this, trying to capture what it is to "trip" and the somewhat chaotic, but beautiful journey it takes you on. All pathways open, and all possibilities are endless... Empty space is what I seek.

A Combat Veteran’s Microdosing Report    Disclaimer:   First: I’m not condoning the use of illegal drugs, nor, am I advocating their use. What follows is a summary of my own experiences

Sometimes, it seems like I’m not there.  Sometimes, it seems like I don’t care.  Sometimes, my house looks empty like nobody’s around. I know how you feel, the loneliness in which you drowned.

A poetic take on my transition from Infantry Marine, to humble homesteader.  I traded my bullets for seeds,   my rifle for a hoe machine gun knowledge for garden lore.  I work the land like

Nothing beats the fragrant aroma of bee balm at the peak of garden season.

A Visual Journey Through Today's Stroll out in the Woods. The joy and beauty of being surrounded by the forest is that it offers instant sanctuary from modern life. Out here you won’t find Alexa, or automated

Image Credit Changing the Dialogue of Psilocybin Mushrooms with Science I’ve been writing about the effects of psilocybin cubensis, and how they’ve become a key component to my PTSD healing process, my

As things go, I live a contented life. Calling home, for the last four years, the lower southwestern portion of Missouri. Far beyond the prying eyes of city life, far beyond the borders of suburbia, even