They call this fine lawn"Pleasant Wood Cemetery."A mere breeze of dawnacross the beautiful prairiesilent and dew wet,stirs the green carpet. 90 Continue Reading
Philosophy & Poetry
Progress in a Crooked Line
Progress. What does that even mean? Moving forward for me always looks like a drunken shuffle—sidestepping ideas, passions, and near misses. One step Continue Reading
When the Win Finally Counts
For years, it felt like I was running a hundred miles per hour in the wrong direction. I’d work twice as hard going the wrong way to somehow still end Continue Reading
Stop Aspiring and Start Becoming Undeniable
For the last few weeks, I’ve been doing the rounds as a guest on podcasts and being interviewed by some traditional media outlets. Many of them have Continue Reading
The Architecture of Human Will Under Pressure
By Justin Lawrence Brown This is the architecture of human will. Before anything else, I want to acknowledge where you are. You are not here Continue Reading
Dreams That Never Take Off
I sometimes dream about flying. I guess a lot of people do. I have heard that it is a common type of dream. It might be a different situation in my Continue Reading
When Fear Stops Working and Ordinary People Break Empires
Revolutions are often discussed as political or economic events. They are neither. They are psychological phenomena. This is not an argument for Continue Reading
Throwing Seeds Into Winter
Frost crystallizes on the tips of the windblown grass in my backyard. The temperature has dropped below freezing and has stayed frigid for weeks now. Continue Reading
Mud
By Daniel Clancy They said there’s not politics down here,But our boots are the only ones covered in blood. They said “no politics down here, Continue Reading
The Morning After I Killed Myself
By Meggie Royer Editor's Note:  When I saw this article on imgur.com, I knew we had to run it on The Havok Journal. I got in contact with the author, Continue Reading
Holding the Christ Child in a Season of Grief
Karin, Asher, and I attended the Christmas Vigil Mass at St. Rita’s yesterday evening. Asher went with some reluctance. We had to threaten him with Continue Reading
Night Raids & Terrors
by Daniel Clancy Flashbacks and Idon’t know why But I rememberThat’s why I cry There’s no atonementWe all deserve to die Late night Continue Reading