Poetry: Dusk

Born unto death,
 the dusk knows my mind.
It brings forth
 things buried deep.


Through these eyes
 that come to life at night,
 there is no redemption in sight,
 there is no light in the end.

My body aches,
 as I feel like giving in.
But something burns strong,
 that keeps me going.

Something Odd

You know, there are a lot of odd things that happen in our world. Sometimes things move without us moving them, or you will see someone, or something, for just a mere second that isn’t real. Sometimes you will even hear things that are not real. Maybe you walk into a room and forget what exactly it is that you came back for– that’s odd.

There are other odd things that happen after someone who you have spent countless hours with, suddenly just isn’t there anymore. I’m talking about literal days spent with this person, a whole month, maybe even more. I apologize if you know what I am talking about. If you don’t understand, well, it basically feels like they’re still there. Sometimes you’ll find yourself talking out loud to them, only to quickly realize you’re talking to yourself. You’ll even shout across the room to them because they’ve been in their room for a while and you want to make sure they’re okay; only to realize they aren’t across the room, they’re simply gone.

Sometimes it even feels like they’re still sitting next to you, and you’ll reach out beside you to grasp their hand, only to be met with the sting of the icy cold air and reality. It is very eerie, like fog has seeped inside your head and clouded your true sense of reality. But, the worst thing about them leaving, is the silence. There is nothing worse than the silence. There is nothing to distract you from it, it’s just always there. It’s so quiet, you can hear the ticking of every clock all at once, you can hear your own blood running inside your veins, you can hear yourself going insane. And then there is the constant hum inside your head; that ringing you can never seem to get rid of. That’s odd, isn’t it?

Mt. Charleston pt. 2

Okay, so I (Jackson) got back from base earlier than expected and thought it would be a good idea to post some of the pics I took on our adventure to Mt. Charleston.

(p.s. Hannah should totally be a model)


New Video Soon!

Me (Jackson) and my girlfriend (Hannah) hung out over winter break (yes we’re in a long distance relationship).  Being the video and photography nuts we are, I started working on a little edit of the adventures. I hope to have it up on this blog within a week. I won’t be able to work on it this weekend due to ARNG drills, but when I get it finished it’d be awesome if you’d give it a view!

Big Horn Sheep (goats!)

Boulder City Park:

We took a couple adventures to Boulder City, Nv when I (Jackson) went back to Vegas. There’s a little park by the highway that the bighorn sheep often go to graze. It’s a fun stop if you’re ever in the area or passing through.

Poetry: You Can’t Stop Me

I will play your doubts like music

through my speakers

as I leave you growing smaller and smaller

in the rear view mirror.


I have become stronger

than you have ever been,

and you can’t stop me now.

-December 2017

Mt. Charelston

Here’s to one of our last adventures together before Jack goes back to Texas on Saturday… We recently had a decent rainstorm in Las Vegas which brought snow to one of the most popular mountains here, called Mt. Charelston. So we decided to drive up there to check it out and enjoy the snow, since we only get to see it once a year– if we’re lucky.



A couple months ago when we went to Bootleg Canyon in Boulder City, NV to go riding, we spotted a native tortoise. It was interesting because, having lived in this region for a while, I’ve only actually seen a wild tortoise once or twice. We named him Greenie, and he was kind enough to let us have a photoshoot featuring him before his trek back home.


(Edited photo).




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