Dante’s Corner (part 3)




28 March 2015,

Picture this level of irony, Graduating on the same day I started this blog last year. Its a bit crazy, but in a good way. Its only through such achievements that I realize how far I’ve come; I remember being a kid, wondering if I would ever get the chance to finish high-school; now look where I am, It seems like only yesterday that I was envious of others while playing by the swing-set.

Time has indeed flown by, and I have God to thank for keeping me alive and well through-out this journey, however, I don’t plan on stopping here… In the words of my uncle, “Its nice that you’ve graduated, but remember, this only shows that you can crawl; now you need to start walking” I couldn’t agree more; I want to keep aiming higher and make my family proud.




P.S. For those wondering, that’s my father to the left, my mentor and a man of great wisdom, the best father anyone could ever ask for.


Dante’s Corner (part 2)

-DARY! and indeed it was, smiles all around for my sister, and that’s all that matters. I’m glad to have been part of the overall experience, took a lot of energy but there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for family. Even from my blogging station I hope she enjoys her Honey-moon and continues to be an inspiration to her younger (but definitely more ambitious) brother.



So, the New Year huh …hope it went well for everyone, mine was, well …okay …not to be a party pooper or anything but the last couple of weeks haven’t exactly been breath-taking. Illustration: Imagine you’re eating your favorite meal, devouring each and every bit, and out of the blue you find a cockroach in the depths of such a marvelous delicacy; that’s what I’m feeling. I like to believe the best in people, I really do, but right now …there’s something amiss …my sixth sense keeps tingling (minor Spider-man reference, don’t judge). Once someone betrays you, building that trust is really difficult, I get over things pretty quickly, ’cause I know I mess up at times, but when you start seeing the same pattern being exhibited again, a sense of de ja vu which you know leads to the same emotional pain? you have to ask yourself if its all worth it …I’m a fighter, but I work well in a team, If I don’t feel the same investment I offer emotionally ….I withdraw without even realizing it at times. I won’t mention any names, I believe in addressing problems face to face.

I don’t know whether to call it a curse or a gift, but I pay attention a bit too much… If I see an inconsistency, I feel the need to find out why… and i’ve been seeing plenty.¬†This is probably the first time I’ve posted something so personal, and I know there’ll be people assuming i’m talking about them, but no, its just a thought that’s been piercing my mind of late.

I’ll admit (even my friends know this) that I’ve never liked sharing my inner emotions, makes me feel vulnerable…and I don’t like that feeling ….I guess this is a start.



Dante’s corner

Its been a solid year I have to say, when I started this blog I never thought I’d get this far in such a short amount of time (80+ posts). I believe I’ve developed significantly as a writer and I’ve had the pleasure of meeting some good people, who im proud to call friends. I haven’t been posting much and i’d love to say its because I was recruited for the Justice League, spending time in the Bat Cave; but its due to pre-planning, for my (super cool) sister’s wedding, among other things. With all this moving around I might not get the chance to post any time soon (merry christmas in advance, oh and a happy new year) however I hope to see a lot of creative pieces when I get back. For now all my attention will be focussed on making sure my sister’s wedding is Legen- (wait for it…)



The blog life span?
Nice question,
To get a better picture
Try envisioning a rocking chair,
A frail old man,
And a scalp
With grey hair.

Barely able
To hold a pen,
Still trying
To reach the masses
With glasses
Upon Sanford glasses.

Thats the plan anyway,
Events dont always
Play out as planned.
Who can say,
But no matter what
Come what may
As long
As there’s this gift of life
You’d best believe
I’ll do all I can,
To write.