I have this habit of cracking my neck several times a day. This habit of stretching out every word i say, this habit of waking a certain way, this habit of brushing my teeth (hope ya'll do too). we know when we have habits. do we know when we have addictions? we use the term habit to define something fairly harmless but when you can't stop doing something harmful I'd like to call that addiction.

The willful decision to do what seems to defy all logical description. It's as if you know the facts but still accept the fiction, clenching restriction when freedom was the original prescription. addiction...

 

I had the honor of performing one of my favorite original poems, Drug Addicts, on JUCE TV at TBN Studios. As one who was broken for years, stuck in addiction to pornography, this poem continues to come from my soul no matter how many times I recite it.