March 2024 Update

After much debate, I'm going to start posting more recipes and culinary tips on here. I'm still going to post my writing and thoughts about technology as well. Either way, I hope to post more often. 

"Tired"

Tired of the fear.

Tired of the rage.

Tired of the tears

Trapped in a cage.

We need a prospect.

We need our dreams.

We need more respect,

And less silent screams.

Over all of this bullshit.

Over all of foolish pride.

Over all of the empty clips

Fueling zealous genocide.

They hide behind doors.

They hide behind plans.

They hide behind the poor

The souls they've damned.

Rise up; fight the power.

Rise up for this November.

Rise up in our darkest hour.

A day history will remember.

Tired of the fear.
Tired of the rage.
Tired of the tears
Trapped in a cage.
We need a prospect.
We need our dreams.
We need more respect,
And less silent screams.
Over all of this bullshit.
Over all of foolish pride.
Over all of the empty clips
Fueling zealous genocide.
They hide behind doors.
They hide behind plans.
They hide behind the poor
The souls they've damned.
Rise up; fight the power.
Rise up for this November.
Rise up in our darkest hour.
A day history will remember.

 

"Adrift"

 
Adrift in the winds of uncertainty.
Questioning reality designed by AI.
Society is a bomb with a short fuse;
Chaos has its finger on the trigger.
The world is spiraling into anarchy.
Rich boys escaping in phallic rockets
As the poor riot over a pointless pink cup
Only to further fuel the damn algorithms.
A country is an egomaniac's playground
As we loom closer to the world burning
With the final evolution of our destruction.
Nature will be forever scarred by the ashes.
As lines are drawn between blue and red,
Dividing a powder keg fueled by hatred.
The fuse timer delayed for this November.
The bringer of death will tally our fates.
Behind closed doors, the future is bought.
A pact paid for by the souls of the damned.
As we foolishly pray towards the neon gods.
Our last hopes adrift in the winds of chaos. 

"The Dancer"

She danced amongst the stars
While the scars of my past clouded mine.
Carefree and spontaneous as the wind
While I hid within a tempest of madness.
She tried to break down the walls within,
And release me from my cell of sadness.
My heart shattered into pieces by deceit.
My barren soul scarred by their madness.
She showed me a world full of happiness
Through tenderness and sincere empathy.
She put the pieces of my heart together;
Removed from my soul layers of apathy.
We dance together amongst the stars
As my past buried by the sands of time.
Our eyes burning with visions of hope.
No longer clouded by the scars of my past.

As I stay planted in the sands of time.

Her eyes burned with visions of hope

“Snuggling Chaos”

The abyss of hypocrisy.
A symphony of anarchy.
The softer side of chaos
Snuggles Molotov cocktails.
Rules for the minority.
Order for the majority.
The new regime speaks
With machine gun prattle.
Mass digital censorship.
Growing analog ideology.
Waves of radical thoughts
Awash by tear gas showers.
Freedom sold by the barrel.
Shadows pulling the strings.
Broadcasts are paid in blood
Generations sacrificed in war.
Diamond encrusted martyrs.
Shrines built in dollar bills.
Banks are the new churches
Worship the holy interest.
The abyss of hypocrisy.
The symphony of anarchy.
The softer side of chaos
Snuggling with our ashes.

"M"

A thousand battles.
A thousand wounds.
A thousand lost souls
With nothing to prove.
A thousand lives.
A thousand deaths.
A thousand tears
The angels have wept.
A thousand prayers.
A thousand dreams.
A thousand fears
Silence their screams.
A thousand bombs.
A thousand guns.
A thousand graves
Mark what was done.
A thousand clouds.
A thousand fireballs.
A thousand winters
Of nuclear downfalls.

Poultry Brine and Rub

This is geared towards roasting a 20lb bird at least. It would work well in a smoker as well. If smoking, would suggest lighter fruit woods (my favorite is apple) or pecan. 

-The Rub

4 tablespoons of the following:

Black pepper

Onion powder

Garlic powder

2 tablespoons salt

A tablespoon of the following:

Rosemary

Thyme

Sage

2 teaspoons ground ginger

1 teaspoon Allspice

1) Mix together and store in an airtight container. A Ziploc bag works best. Also, when I make rubs, I make big batches if I use them a lot.

-The Brine

1 cup salt

1 cup brown sugar

1/2 gallon apple juice

1/2 cup of the rub above

1/2 cup lemon juice

1) In a medium steel saucepan, combine everything, but only three cups of the apple juice.

2) Whisk gradually over medium heat until mixture begins to boil

3) Remove from heat and slowly add ice until brine is cool to the touch.

4) Pour brine and remainder of apple juice over the fully thawed and cleaned bird. Make sure breast side is down.

5) Add cold water until the breast are fully submerged. The bird will float, but as long as breasts are covered, all is good.

6) Store in fridge for at least 8 hours. The longer, the better. I do at least 24 hours.

--Roasting Time--

1) Preheat oven for 325F

2) Pull bird from brine and pat dry with paper towels. Save a cup of brine for chicken, and two for turkeys.

2) Liberally cover the skin and inside the cavity with the rub.

3) I generally stuff the cavity with lemon slices, onion, fresh rosemary, and fresh sage.

4) Place bird into roasting pan along with brine.

5)Roast bird until the meat reads at least 160F with a thermometer, 165F if you want to be 100% safe. A chicken is roughly 90 minutes, and for turkeys, follow package for times.

Tip: A probe thermometer is a great tool. You set an alarm for a certain temperature. I always use one with poultry.

6) Remove bird to a clean pan or cutting board. Let.it rest for 15 minutes before slicing.