UNMUTE Since the recent accident I was involved in on July 6, I've been dealing with the most excruciating pain I've ever experienced for the longest amount of time without a real window of peace or relief. I might get a few hours here and there, if that. Sometimes it feels like I'm going to be stuck like this. I've tried everything I can think of. Physical therapy. Chiropractic. Stretching. Yoga. Massage, including Thai massage, which has actually helped. Steroids, non-steroidal anti-inflammatories, muscle relaxers and pain relievers. I don't like taking medication, but here I am trying whatever I can to get back to normal—or just feel decent again. The pain isn't isolated to one spot. It's my neck and back. The occiput. Cervical. Thoracic. Lumbar. Sacrum. Ribs. Misalignments. Herniation. Tight muscles. Tendons. Ligaments. Inflammation. It's a lot. Even the people treating me can only do so much. I see several ...

UNMUTE AUDIO       A lot has happened since my last Life Is a Storm entry. I don't even know where to begin. The last entry was about my exploration of the transition between life and death. And then I almost died. I was struck by a truck at an intersection. My vehicle was destroyed, and that's why everything came to a pause here on Life Is a Storm . The moment I was struck was surreal. I saw the vehicle headed toward me. I couldn't do anything about it. It struck me, then plummeted into a pole and flipped over, facing the opposite direction from where it had been flying from. There's a lot I'm upset about regarding that incident, accident, occurrence—whatever you want to call it. All I know is those little dweebs driving that vehicle came out unscathed and laughing about the whole thing like it was a big joke. Yet they destroyed my life. They injured me. They destroyed my vehicle, my transporta...

UNMUTE AUDIO 06/28/2026 Over the past several entries, Life is a Storm has taken a different direction. The series titled The In-Between has been my attempt to better understand what may exist beyond this life. Not necessarily where we ultimately end up, but the phase in between—the unseen, the transition, and the questions that have fascinated humanity for generations. As I continued reading articles, watching videos, and exploring different perspectives, I kept running into the same thing: pages that wouldn't load, weak connections, and dead signals. It almost felt symbolic. Here I was searching for answers while struggling to establish a connection. During one of those moments, the familiar little T-Rex game appeared while there was no internet connection. That's when a thought crossed my mind. "This belongs in the Life is a Storm world." Not the dinosaur itself, but the concept. What if, instead of a dinosaur run...

UNMUTE AUDIO 06/27/2026 As I continued my research in an effort to gain a deeper understanding of what happens when we die, I found myself wanting to hear from as many different perspectives as possible. My goal wasn't to prove anyone right or wrong. I simply wanted to understand how different people viewed the transition between life and death and how they arrived at those conclusions. At this point, I had already spoken with Mr. Mac, whose perspective was rooted firmly in his Christian faith. I had also caught back up with Priscilla after our unexpected encounter at Walmart, where she shared her experiences as a medium. As different as their perspectives were, I still found myself wanting to explore further. I decided to search locally for a psychic. After calling around, I eventually reached a woman who introduced herself as Sister Mary. Before getting into the reason for my call, she asked me for my name and a little information about myse...

UNMUTE AUDIO 06/25/2026 B y the time Mr Mac contacted me, I was already inside the hospital, sitting quietly in the cafeteria waiting for him. I let him know where he could meet me, and he told me he was on his way with a friend, a brother in Christ. They were heading to the hospital to pray over his friend and neighbor, Eddie. From what I understood, Eddie was not just someone Mr Mac had met recently. He had known him for years, possibly decades. As long as I have known Mr Mac, Eddie had been part of his life in some way. I believe I met Mr Mac a little over twenty years ago. His full name is McKinley Darden, but I have always known him simply as Mr Mac. He was never really my pastor in the traditional sense. I visited his church a few times over the years, but our relationship was never built around regular church attendance. It was built around friendship, fellowship, camaraderie, and mutual respect. We originally met in an insuran...