Amelia Phoenix Desertsong

I have long been a fan of bridges. Their construction, their architecture, and their beauty are an art form. More than anything else, they stand as permanent examples of making connections. After all, bridges are for crossing. Bridges are some of the most beautiful structures in the world. When you drive, bike, or walk over…

For many years, I proudly referred to my ramblings as the Ultimate Random, a moniker that seemed to capture the essence of my unbridled musings, flights of fancy, and wild imaginings. I reveled in the thought that I was a free spirit, unbound by convention or predictability, unconstrained by the fetters of logic or reason.…

I never wanted to write what everyone else wrote. No, I needed to express the topics everyone thinks about at one time or another, but I have neither the words to describe nor the guts to relate. Yet, as a writer, lately I’ve reduced myself to revisiting past scribblings of topical articles, delving deep into…

Life isn’t always butterflies and rainbows. For us mere mortals, life is often like trudging through a murky swamp. If there is an occasional butterfly flitting by, it’s only to remind us that not everything is pure misery. In our darkest moments, when we seek guidance from peers and loved ones, we’re insisted to do…

For the past eleven years, March 1st has been the day we observe Zero Discrimination Day. Being quite vehemently opposed to discrimination, the worst anti-humanist behavior of all time, I must write something about recognizing this day. Observed annually on March 1st since 2014, Zero Discrimination Day started as a campaign launched by UNAIDS, the…

In response to A Reflection On Love, Loss, And What Remains “Dearest Emily, Indeed, it was time for me to move on from our life in Vermont. And you’re right, not all love is meant to stay put in one place forever. I know you haven’t made sense of my departure just yet but watch…

Efficiency has become my number one priority in life. With each passing year, my strictness for efficiency grows. In another article, I plan to explain more in depth my thought process for being more efficient; but here, I want to talk about how I got to this point. Perhaps, my obsession with efficiency is due…

If my life story were to be published as a paperback novel, it would unfold as an epic tale of drama, strife, and an endless struggle to survive. It would unfold as a riveting saga filled with triumphs, heartbreaks, and an uncanny ability to trip over my own feet at the most inopportune moments. Even…