DIARY OF AN OUTLAW

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Welcome to my 2026.
I don’t care who you are, where you come from, or who you’re f**king. Anybody can be hurt. Anybody can be bullied. You don’t have to be poor to need something—or somebody.

Rednecks, hippies, misfits—we’re all the same. Gay or straight? So what? It doesn’t matter to me. Republican. Democrat. Conservative. Liberal. Only one thing matters: right is right, wrong is wrong, and only God can be the final judge.

We have to care for others, no matter what. That’s when those living in the shadows must act. When it’s right, they step up—even if they’re outlawed.

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It takes a real man to realize that one woman is enough.

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Take it from the king of the comeback stories.

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Hell on Wheels

Don’t mourn me.
I still ride.

Still chasing asphalt where the Devil’s Highway hums,
Detroit iron beneath me,
wind cutting the noise out of the world.

Black leather.
Sun on my back.
Grace earned, not borrowed.

Out here, time doesn’t own you.
Age doesn’t follow.
You ride until the road tells the truth.

I remember everyone I loved.
Every mile.
Every scar that taught me something worth keeping.

And when your road finally runs out,
yeah — we’ll meet again.
No speeches. No regret.

Just engines firing,
laughing like old men who never quit,
riding further than anyone said we could.

Until then —
don’t look for me in silence.

Listen for thunder.
Look for tire marks.
If engines are roaring somewhere beyond the horizon…

That’s just me.
Gone riding.

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Hell on Wheels

Don’t mourn me.
I still ride.

Still chasing asphalt where the Devil’s Highway hums,
Detroit iron beneath me,
wind cutting the noise out of the world.

Black leather.
Sun on my back.
Grace earned, not borrowed.

Out here, time doesn’t own you.
Age doesn’t follow.
You ride until the road tells the truth.

I remember everyone I loved.
Every mile.
Every scar that taught me something worth keeping.

And when your road finally runs out,
yeah — we’ll meet again.
No speeches. No regret.

Just engines firing,
laughing like old men who never quit,
riding further than anyone said we could.

Until then —
don’t look for me in silence.

Listen for thunder.
Look for tire marks.
If engines are roaring somewhere beyond the horizon…

That’s just me.
Gone riding.

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Discipline, Morality, and the Warping of Truth

I don’t want to lead anyone. I don’t want to preach. I don’t want to be another voice in a world where everyone seems to have a megaphone. But some things can’t be ignored.

Throughout history, nearly every major spiritual or philosophical teaching has shared a core foundation: a simple moral code, a discipline of the self, and a respect for others. Taoism, Buddhism, even the threads of early Judeo-Christian thought—they were all about living in harmony with reality, restraining ego, and following a path of integrity.

Strip away ritual, dogma, and ego, and most of these systems aren’t mysterious. They’re common sense. They teach: be honest, be disciplined, act with restraint, honor the life around you, and cultivate your inner freedom.

But human nature is messy. Every time something pure and disciplined emerges, there are forces ready to twist it for power, influence, or control. Social media has amplified this to a dangerous degree. Truth, nuance, and moral clarity have been weaponized, stripped from context, and turned into tools for personal or political gain. Algorithms reward outrage over integrity, followers over wisdom, and momentum over reflection.

This isn’t about religion, and it isn’t about faith. It’s about being informed. It’s about understanding the moral backbone that was always meant to guide people toward good decisions, good behavior, and a good life. It’s about seeing the difference between genuine discipline and performance, between moral guidance and manufactured guilt.

The irony is that the more transparent, disciplined, and self-respecting someone becomes, the more they threaten those who have corrupted the message. And that’s why calling it out isn’t preaching—it’s a necessity.

I don’t want to be a leader. I don’t want a following. But I do want to remind anyone paying attention: there’s value in discipline, clarity, and moral courage. There’s power in knowing the difference between truth and the warping of it. And the moment we stop calling out the distortions, we all lose a little more of our ability to think clearly, act rightly, and live freely.

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