The Lampshade Writer

50¢ 24-hour download SALE   💬 Start conversations. 💡 Challenge perceptions. ❤️ Embrace love in all its forms. 📘 Grab your copy and be part of the movement to celebrate youth, empathy, and unconditional family love. Book Launch: Father, Sons, and Holy Mother Don't miss the 50¢ 24-hour download SALE  The story unfolds against the backdrop of their shared experiences, highlighting the unique dynamic between the twins. While Damien often serves as a source of support and camaraderie, Dean's journey is marked by moments of introspection and personal growth. The brothers' relationship is a testament to the power of sibling bonds, showcasing how they lean on each other during moments of doubt and celebration alike.

 “Father, Sons, and Holy Mother” This coming-of-age novel is a poignant exploration of the intricate tapestry of adolescence, as seen through the eyes of twin brothers, Dean and Damien. The narrative primarily follows Dean, who finds himself at a crossroads in his life, grappling with the challenges and uncertainties of growing up. As he navigates the tumultuous waters of self-discovery, Dean embarks on a significant journey that not only shapes his identity but also deepens his understanding of love, acceptance, and the bonds that tie him to his family. Gavin Jones: Father, Sons and Holy Mother Don't miss the 50¢ 24-hour download SALE 

Prophecies of the Final Plague - TLSW Read this poetic reflection on divine silence, sacrifice, and what it means to be unheard in a world teetering on the edge of its own plagues. Before judgment falls, will we recognize the warning? 💬 Leave a comment with your interpretation. 🔁 Share if this resonates with your soul or your struggle. …. Was there no holy one? No whisper in the wind, no prophet come to cry for the firstborn, to shield the sons -  before the tenth and final plague passed through the land? Where were the signs, the trembling hands, the scrolls, the smoke, the sacred brands? Why was there no warning, no righteous stand before they became the sacrificial lamb? The silence - louder than God's command. ….. What do you believe the final plague is in today's world?

I’m really thrilled to announce that my novel is set to be released on April 26th! I can’t wait for you all to read it and share this journey with me. It’s been a labour of love, and I’m counting down the days until it’s out in the world! Discover a story that speaks to the heart of every family, every teenager navigating identity, and every parent learning to love more deeply.  Father, Sons, and Holy Mother  is more than a coming-of-age novel—it’s a powerful reminder that love, acceptance, and self-discovery transcend all boundaries.  Journey with Dean and Damien as they navigate the challenges of growing up, brotherhood, and finding peace in who they truly are. This is the story you didn’t know you needed—until now. 💬 Start conversations. 💡 Challenge perceptions. ❤️ Embrace love in all its forms. 📘 Grab your copy and be part of the movement to celebrate youth, empathy, and unconditional family love. Gavin Jones: Father, Sons, and Holy Mother

Poem - Remember me 💔 Have you ever felt the weight of loss and the hope of reunion? This poem speaks to the heart, reminding us that love and memories never fade. If these words touched you, share them with someone who might need comfort today. 💫 ✨ Read. Reflect. Remember. Share this poem and let it be a light for those who need it. ✨ Remember me The sun will never rise on my face again. A new day shall not awaken me. The sounds of nature will be heard no more, for tomorrow I'll be gone. The folks I've loved and dreamed about will rise to my ashes, and jar shall hold all of me. I will go where the wind goes, and I will sing what the birds sing. I will wait, wait for the day when life reincarnates and once again, I'll become.  Let not the empty echoes of my body frighten you; let not the teardrops of my past pain bring you sorrow. I've lived without you knowing me; I've cried tears of bitterness without you hearing me. My prayerful devotion has led me to monasterie...

Lamentation of a Nation  Lamentation of a Nation  Our land, once adorned with so much grandeur, is now filled with sorrow, pain, and horror. Our people, once united as brothers, are now divided, fighting each other. Our children, once full of life and dreams, are now left with nothing but despair and screams. Our mountains, once towering and sublime, are now defiled by greed and crime. Our rivers, once pure and pristine, are now polluted, a sight so obscene. Our fields, once lush with crops and green, are now barren, not a single seed seen. Our nation, once a shining star, is now plagued by corruption, near and far. Our leaders, once revered and trusted, are now despised, hated, and busted. Oh, how we long for those days of old When hope and love were felt, and stories were told When beauty and truth were the norm And peace and justice were the norm But alas, those days seem far away A distant memory of another day We search for hope, for a guiding light To lead us through thi...